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Sep 2020
Gas
The blood red time is upon us
-No it isn't
The lefting and righting ends now
-No they don't
The constriction is here
-Nah
the singularity hardens against
-It's all gas
the final conflict flares
-gas

Dramatis personae included
we act like lines ask us to act

lines formed in absence of presence
aching, pining, for a time like now

take and run some paint by numbers
universe

they all explode
figuratively

I've let you off
the hook as if
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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