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Expresso Shot
“Expresso Shot” He drank tibetan milk tea from his saucer like a cloistered munk his conversation was hushed and tinctured with fountains of try-too-hard satire he spoke softly and quite fast like a panther doing laps a surprise well hidden springing from long Prairie Sky switchgrass chasing after too curious merecats and bouncy pert Botticelli bunnies mid-life hazardously glazed lush in confused transition he gushed around his love for life to the moon and back and there sat I, the great I am, green eggs 'n ham watching and listening waiting for the loophole to be held like a love leash of course, out in the open, I’d give him free reign drop the ropes and hand him freedom and a little hope I’m generous like that sometimes… and there sat I, the great I am in two minds with my dark expresso shot two Beretta Picos under the table ready to raise and shoot straight through his floundering heart the one big shot he bit into the half glazed oozing his sweet jam all over the place I kept the kill clean it was mourning time the blowback delivered painless and nice (LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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