The Impending Doom of Opening a Carbonated Beverage Dropped Moments Earlier

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Discrepancies lead by polishing blush off poached cheek bones-
Absconding from conditioned posture
Their smiles leak like bile collapsing from a severed stomach.

(I have to clean the cage before the bird can sing)

And I’ve met homeless veterans
Rubbing fingers together while pacing,
Condensing muscle spasms into a confession,
“I smoked meth earlier.”

The panhandler’s code absolves
When burdensome
To dead-men.
Marketed to sell coinage and bread.

I apologize for them too.

From ruined probabilities
A continuous failure
Is birthed. But by
Perspective’s standards

Potential starts as nothing
And continues to discover its essence
From there.

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