by Suzán Jiván
Off-putting starkness
of chattering objects
in high contrast
like giant tree slices
of self-conscious modesty
within earshot of a forest
Few and far in between
gesture and geometry
of the long-lost often
overlooked as either
industrious or lucky
like flingers of zingy
lines outshined
by a gaudy good time
In a long song and dance
all about a cappella
as full potential
when collectively
stepped above the rest
with the exception
of a wrenchingly placid set
after a crash landing
with a con man
in a failing cast
opening last
with spent passion
and avarice...
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