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Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Dear Compunction,

Farts of the ignoramus puff through any uncracked mind—
Settling like a godzillian foot upon tarnished eyes a-blind.
 
Waving at oxblockheads gumming waivers to their hinds—
Mimicking hardcore hallmark mawks in acidulated times.
 
Intravenously syphoning squalid travesties from the kind—
While postulating perverse poverty is secretly maligned.
 
I don’t know what I am doing anymore.
 
Sincerely,
Serenity

(2014)

#Confusion

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