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Elsewhere
Echoes are little
a longing for constancy,
bitterness toward forward movement.
Tresses squeal soft refusals,
glittering like surgical blades.
Fuck the stucco.
Something's dying here.
Best allocate assets elsewhere.
Can fantasy flash into being?
Failed auditions aren't unique,
are they?
There has to be a better formula.