by Suzán Jiván
Must be done and much
of a thrashing man
like an overbearing female
fueling the jukebox
of an unsound heart
like a pick-pocketed
show stopper
retooled with uprooted
boomers
Trying really really hard
in belle canto stardom
on telecharge
as innocuous
ungodly and largely
charm-free
buried beneath
reordering glee
Pioneering revivals
in the twilight
like a diva-sized
ego that never dies
after a haunting life
hiding out otherwise inside
an indecipherable overnight
Fallen under the spell
of a hooch-swilling
bawdy talker with little
more than overwrought
rotating casts of amassed
farcical criminal fragility
clinched with narcissistic rigidity...
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