SEIZEd me the nervous fragments, a jjittered pulsing,
BEGAN racing in my mind, breakers tumbling my attention over,
ImPEACHment of a stable sense of me:
ANGST, eater of lives. Appeal to One: remember for me the thread through my tale.
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Down the Drain
ANGST wracks his heart. Again. It
BEGAN what seemed like ages ago, but the realizations
SEIZE him with grief anew.
PEACH is in another castle.
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Unwelcome Deposit
GROAN as I see the pigeons on the ledge again.
SCARE them? They’ll fly away, yet be back in minutes.
FECAL adornment outside my window is so gross.
CLANK! I wrangle the steam cleaner to sanitize the ledge.
Inopportune
FECAL- (and otherwise-) stained walls and floors elicit a
GROAN upon entrance; their ability to
SCARE only surpassed by a unexpected (yet unsurprising)
CLANK at the most inopportune time.
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Ears, merely
AUDIO bits fixed on the side of your head hear sounds in the
INBOX fixed in the inside of your head, provide a
CHART of sound waves to the mists of your brain, where they’re
DEALT with by grey matter and reproduced again.

Stirring Music
AUDIO, digital, streaming, or otherwise, has
DEALT me blows and also so much joy.
CHARTs, though I subscribe to measurement, landing in
INBOX, have not the magic to stir my soul.
Fever
CHART-topper in the works,
AUDIO streaming through the headphones–then
DEALT a tough blow with a message in the
INBOX: supply-chain shortage means no cowbell.
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Um?
FRUIT-cakes, in every term the office-workers are
EQUAL, equal also in the term that is
FERAL, feral in their approach to ordering their
LATTE latterly, not early, like those expecting Summer fruit in Winter.

Marshmallow v. Latte
FRUIT salad-should it have marshmallows?-instinct from bygone decade,
FERAL current of generational change introduces new instinct:
LATTE, the liturgical stop for coffee.
EQUAL instincts? Who knows? Each wellspring is opaque, save marketing’s role.
Top of the Food Chain
FERAL predators in the urban jungle,
LATTE in hand,
EQUAL to none in ambition:
FRUIT borne comes from the root.
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