by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
There in the needle
an oblong seed
reconstructing history
as classical reimaginings
never before seen
statistically speaking
especially astonishing as seen
across the smudge of a country
left to struggle on square one
as the skin crisps up
with fiery kicks
and sweet mintiness
from the same exact dishes
in pans or skillets
golden brown all over
then allowed to rest
dazed but erect
encircling an egg
cut by an undercut
with a "like" button
offering unspecified
reassuring replies
versified left to right
yet left untitled
while wearing knee highs
on nearby tram lines
for never minders
after deciding to hitchhike
gone out of sight
but never out of mind...
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