to a trickle, as
years and people
that pass through
us
give us only
hesitancy, broken
rules, mistust, for we
are so fickle, and
tears are a feeble
absolution.
Still, the only
end to a pointless diversion
of
match and
miss-match,
thrust and
counterthrust,
use and miss-use,
craven cravings:
Lollipop
Liliput
Whiplash
Love.
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