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Perhaps I’m facing pogonophobes? 
Apparently wore the wrong face.
Age-hardened wiry wisps forge 
post-pubescent platemail -
protect strangers
from my truest fleshy pores, protect me 
from the xenophobes of the Winter Conference. 

It’s all pitching and coffee breaks 
In a hall too grand for these meager mergers
Silent hecklers - likely clean-shaven -
likely Twitter-blasting about
an awkward pitch 
and bitterness. 

A beard grows opacity over my ebullient disinterest,
feigns sophistication amidst sophists, 
and harbors microbes – an entire ecosystem –
Bored, I wonder;
Do they hold conferences as well?
Share stories around a follicle?

How uncomfortable 
the itch of capitalism,
This profit pilgrimage 
huddles us together
for that sickness to spread. 
Free meals, networking with the estranged - 
connect vacuously over downed drinks 
and political action. 
Shallow words spread thick
on the biological superhighway 
bacterium feast freely. 
The Winter Conference;
a microscopic windfall.   

CONTEST ANNOTATION: 

I’ve attempted to employ alliteration (‘post-pubescent platemale’), ambiguity (‘…for that sickness to spread’), double entendre (‘free meals’ and ‘bacterium feast freely’), imagery (‘my truest fleshy pores’, ‘Age-hardened wiry wisps’), paradox (‘ebullient disinterest’, ‘networking with the estranged’), and parallelism (‘likely clean-shaven – likely Twitter-blasting’).  Not sure I’ve nailed every aspect of these devices - love the contest format as a way to force us in new directions!

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