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America Dreaming

It is time to get fresh America, to be plucked wriggling out of the shining sea, a fresh baked humanity, moon-beam buckled, passing yet more pay-day-loans into the purses of the pawn-shopping poor, and giving no witness nor evidence of city shame, and house crud. America, you can do this. I am a being from across the world I am from the ***-end of times, my transformation, a promise of our mutual destiny, rampant & manifest, unbridled from all luckless land grabs. It’s not too late, wipe your ass America, wipe your dirty face. I am ready, ready to soar out of a hundred landfills, a prismatic dodo embossed upon a tarnished coin my downy head newly scrubbed of old-time blood.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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