Oh,... 🎧

Oh comma, ellipsis, she said … total eclipse of the solipsism, a soloist embarking on a tangled tango with webbed feet; mouth sucking on chemicals eschewing the grammar police: neat. Every symbol is the tech of a new dime. And this is just a poem with phones dialing out of control, superglued to your ear drums beating loudly, out of time.


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