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part # 4

Posted to Action Poetry

thrust selfishness
through twists and turns
heliotropic globes on the
verge of meltdown
in my mind they are charismatic
and blue thorns stemming from
my youth
speckled on my lies and deceit
random pop-ups
and accidental maneuvers
in this spot we call hope
failing and careening back
into fetal accomplishments and
debonaire on
this magic tropic