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Jul 2022
The livestock don't have
any money for gas because of the Chinese
so they soak themselves in
social media mass destruction,
ghosts hiding behind the toilet in the internet bathroom
aliens among aliens all about to implode
taking themselves for granted, figures of their own imagination,
muffed hearts grating in confusion allowing the cat
named Wanda to pitter patter the apartment
with her puny paws on purpose
Time never slows down fast enough
to listen and as long as they think
they are happy the World continues to move through
them like water in a recycled wave.


Sara Fielder © July 2022
Sara Went Sailing
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Sara Went Sailing  Bohemia
(Bohemia)   
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   kfaye
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