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What are you waiting for?
Words are to poets what death is to art
break up sex to infadels
orange to grey.
Ranaway with a burnout.
Played with scissors and got cut.
Timed and primed for the innevitable
crash.
Fall.
Emo eyepatches and dead dragons.
crush
like Tokyo.
Bump bump.
Swirl in the smolder.
Draw smiling faces with the ash.
Tick the phone poles with glass tops
wish upon the red sand.
I'll be here.
Unseen snarky smirk
uncounted miles of unclaimed.
