when i came back all my peeps had been living and dying
warring and procreating
I saw years of pent up tears
and broken screens of weathered teeth
Growing pains dissolved into ethanol
Grids of organically spun families
congealed with registered bosoms of the fold
anaesthetic to mammals' primal screams
Fertilities polluted by havocs of reality
Willow postured men, brow beaten by modern politic
Swordless warriors
brought to civil war in 'her' domain
Fractured doors of densities I'd never chosen to acknowledge
filter secrets of covert flirtations with Diablo
plucking away at strands
Crying youth oozing
through cracks of skin drying from concrete compounds
hovering before it disappears
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