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Arbitrary SupermanFrom the epicenter of the quake,
over miles of steel and glass,
67 neatly organized blocks
that grow money instead of grass.
These clouds, they want to cry,
but the rivers have all dried up,
Yellowed water from the faucet
fills the overflowing cup.
Strip malls sprout like scattered seed,
Plastic birds singing pop song tunes,
Light pollution obscured stars
fading into a daytime moon.
Alchemists who turn land to gold
with a concrete philosopher's stone,
but all the gold from east to west,
could never make us feel less alone.
From this world he was loaned a birth,
A debt to be paid upon death,
but he resolved to pay it off
before time stole his final breath.
He flew by foot to his last memory
of where the asphalt had not crept,
it was something whole, something pure,
a place where innocence still slept.
Away from the glow of billboard ads,
his heart had found a home,
A fate so coveted by all those ghosts
who through the city roam.
And it was under a winter sky
that he stood on sun-parched
pray into my collarbone
let your snake tongue slither
with the syllables.
i wish for soft-chested nights,
and the trickle of champagne down crystal glass.
poppy-lips, lull me to sleep,
nurse my coiling tongue with yours;
tap my scalp like a silent drum,
and wind my hair in between your fingers
like broken guitar strings.
(serenade me with the buzz of pollen in your kiss.)
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