by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
The much anticipated
crude language
of the unnamed
in themes of migration
as if disintegrating
via miscalculation
after upping the ante
in a raggedly
tragic flashback
with loud mouthed blather
from mismatched
direct-to-camera pannings
languidly gone out of balance
at once more expansive
and more transparent
as nightmarish
buzzy baselines
and ratcheted snares
brittle sputtering percussion
monumental stutterings
from one person to another
while hushing the tut-tutters...
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