
poetry
like all forms of self expression
is subjective
dipped
(wrapped)
inthebedazzledfragmentedflesh
of its creator
tweaking
boundaries
pushing
pulling
(tearing)
crisp edged limits
of rhetorical conundrums
enigmas
flashes
of tangerine orange
cerulean blue
high ball pink
we
are
all
cerebralOutliers
funked
out
fusion
punked
towncriers
turning on
faraway thoughts and streams
molten
midnight
cold sweat dreams
(unread)
and unwanted
by
the
spinning
world
of material things
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