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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Chambermaiden, a damsel in distress, Cinderella, Prince's Valet high on Stella's finesse. A fury by a butchered phreak, screaming at him, no mercy to speak. Living in underworlds with the creeps, foreshadowing defeat. Inebriated ex-socialite seeks Bhang, meets manservant, hopping with the gang, dodging a renegade from Hades, in her ’98 Mercedes, green as despair, his fate—servitude, escape just a prayer. "Come hither, quiver, express card in the dresser, stressor, benefactor, donor, red eye for an eye—see it from my side, in the black, red ink, brink. Debutante saunters higher, landing on her supplier’s bones." Manservant spending nights with Pythia, maxing the visa, obscuring the vista, canopy open, hair blowing, severing ties with the Phreak, berated as he summits an intellectual, sexual peak. "We reincarnate in the ether, post-war fever, two Gemini after Hiroshima, ending the edema." Trajectory lost in audio-tronic streams, specters vocalize on the chorus machine, sonic dream, quiet screams in a Fiesta, sunset serene, ready, keen, torn apart at the seams. Godless oracle with a Pluto-shaped crater, underneath the beret, Immortal spun out on prognosis, rage hitting me deep. Pythia, flushed, bitter red, breath heaving, chest heaving. Words stumble in gasoline, purple and green. Bumbling, fumbling, hostile, peeling paint from blank walls— committee, selective few. Pity for Pythia, teetering off the ledge, obscene, smoking green. Words paid for by the prophet of industry, servant of power, planting his own crop, finding the hot spots. Houses for dots on success’s map, cheques signed to a woman on edge, running from wrecked family homes, parking lot regret. Catching an ounce from a mobile house, rolling down the street, rent-a-wrecked, reeking of cheese. Row upon row, he patrols, marking targets with IOUs, fast sales, cold criminal moves, overcharging intoxicated fools. Out of luck but not the stooge, trading stash for a getaway dash with his honey from the shadowed street, whistling off-kilter, mouth full of vapor, exposed brain-meat. She fell from Olympus’s feet, thrown out for misdeeds, new queen on the block, urgency speaks
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