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hair uh the beast that bit ya

all who are not
we must die we
will perfect what
god could not
universal narcissus
admires its image
pale shade of
mirror in
black hole
babble on worships
its own blind

watchmen weep on
walls mourn

knock-off perfection
stealing your way
perfection in a
biodegradable pod
faux green
sterile mutant mold
on target

bone cages held
together chinese finger
torture style

do not jaywalk
naked always cover
intent with
breathing tubes
fallopian and otherwise
intravenous fog
green haze

social hazard cloaks in
pearly dental flossed
razors patrons fawn at
sparkle in their
fables glittery &
mold disguised as
eternity dip

wallets are
disease we must remove
them surgically
we will
consume for you

remain six feet from
your doors and
windows at all
stay in your perfection
breathe only on

perfection is
coming be
patient it has
stopped to admire
itself in a
vacuum hole
echo chamber

let them eat
echoes repeat after
me feeding tubes in
place choice
is no longer an

there are only vain
repetitions vain
repetitions vain
repetitions are all
that is left

who can make
war with

 © John Kennan 4-9-21
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