by Suzán Jiván
After lending themselves
to generous selections
of the more interesting
festive eras of decadence
as less likely ingratiation
and more than likely disintegration
of social change churned away
least inspired and highly derided
iced over commissions of suicide
bearing a collar like scar
after felling mahogany
and secretly recoiling
between weeping
and prying while trying
to let the word get out...
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