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Feb 2017
boardroom doors,
circuits open
grey matter hallways
where skeletons
made of lightning
fricassee my synapses

jackboots roundup
****** dahlias deflowered,
their wilted smiles
rainbow
the grass below
with shadows

cowardly dandelions
roar no more,
taken to see the wizard
on yellow brick roads
paved with the
carcasses of braver kin.
Laughing Wolf
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Laughing Wolf
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   Glass and Pax
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