by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
Given the Third Degree
despite brevity and antiquity
ever since the beginning
while shrinking to infinity
with long-term difficulties
purported to be false
after going for coffee
crawling on all fours
as cranes hoist
mournful thoughts
into thin air
like illegal treks
into matchbox assemblages
often questioning truth-telling
by evoking the dead
under extreme pressure
poignant double portraits
too seldomly offered
hermetically formed
incessantly seeking restoring
as sequels of sorts sequin adorned
for no one in particular
spirited like dripping wisps
envisioned cracked and chipped
in horrific ectoplasmic limbo...
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