from bed, content not knowing

red beams straddle high rise eyebrows rating progress with opacity

excitedly giggling over redundant efforts to stop thinking of my hyper allergenic nerve crossings

more about blessing the offer received from a president’s hand

he can wring it dry and wash clean

it’s still red

distracted by an evening

choosing to be mean as the machine claiming responsibility

this time humans are free and unfairly sublime

we’ve discovered a new dinosaur at the end of the century line

he proved it couldn’t be the end of time wickedly condemning the stream

if only he’d sit and watch

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