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Laokos
Poems
May 2021
Narcissus on ice
I burn
beautifully in the
fires of
vanity
I got lost
in my reflection
on the
frozen foods
doors
I was
displayed
with all the other
products
on ice:
three fifty-nine
for four
egg rolls
six twenty-nine
for frozen
bread dough
six ninety-nine
for wild
blueberries
and
superimposed
among them
my long mug
doing its best
to fit in
according to my
forehead
I am
three ninety-nine
but if you
ask my solar
plexus
I'm clearly marked
five fifty-nine
however,
my **** is apparently
on clearance
reduced by thirty
percent and
selling for
one dollar and
nineteen cents
and that old lady
at the end of the aisle
is eyeing
my biscuits
and rattling
her coin purse
like she's about to
roll
a yahtzee
my eyes dart
back to
my reflection
on the doors
what did I
come here
for again?
#narcissus
#ice
#fire
#vanity
#reflection
#frozen
#food
#clearance
#biscuits
#yahtzee
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