Landscape With Soda Cans and Blunt Wraps

Behold the sepulcher of love.
Push, but don’t shove
your way through
the muddled mess
of huddled masses.
I bet you kiss asses for a living.
The swamp gasses of truth
will turn your eyeballs inside out,
churn the juices in your cortex
until your cortex is a vortex.
Il n’y a pas de hors-texte.
What came before
and what comes next
will contextualize this sentence.

-r. miller

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