Dribble from bee-stung lips
Spout plastic remembrances of what we were
Desperately cling
To mummified memories
Forever haunted
Nuke it!
Turn loose a hurricane!
Shake and quake it to rubble!
Dust settles
Into light and shadow
Space and time
Form and movement
Dimension
Cycles and circles
Imagination.
Embrace wrinkles.
Embrace wrinkles.
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