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The focal point seems different than the composite. Perhaps it's the satisfaction that comes with the notches making it a hard drive reboot. Conquest is a virtue when applied to self-demons so pop that cork. // cue the Village People doing D-M-V.

Fashion paints its drakkar noir
on the finger cot of the read palm
Dishing up memories of site planning
and botched second guesses

PULL OUT makes no sense on door signs
but this vista has no doors needing signage
Press 1 if you're caramelized

Grabbing just what is is torture free
especially when the contribution is heart driven
Backing up the lead fits the profile
of this lover of her perfect enchiladas
Basting the cranberry layer in my weathered windpipe

Fixing to be here when the trolley clangs
Parting the deep end of her pool
Mixing metaphors of celestial expanse vs. micro meditations
but always coming back to this pageant

Saddle up, Hoppy