The Hierarchy Of Bubbles

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The algorithm translates facial recognition
Like a porch light gleaming unsteadily
During April’s precipitation. But her beauty
Is a standard cough,
Texturized by hiccups
& a mutated falsetto. It’s a caterwaul
& it prompts the librettist
To find a lip sync artist
Instead of a prima donna.

Why should dolphins squeal
While boats honk?

Why should caffeine flutter butterflies
While ignoring limping caterpillars?

This is a gripe among fascist Darwinians.

This is a tooth ache belonging to wisdom teeth
Impaling rotten gums.

We must kiss the graphite from our pencils,
Find a blank mirror
And etch our self portraits
With drool,
As if the reflection
Is lying.

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