Poetic Fever Dreams

Brine packed book covers
Sitting open on the coffee table
Resolute in their stance
Men offer defense
While women wisely sit silent

Their corpulence overgirds
And the table gives way
Unable to hold up vast swaths
Of philosophical pandering
Or existential angst
Or whatever the crap it is

The landscape is pressed upon
By the weight of its atmosphere
Hopefully some of us will escape
Or change…


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