Short Prototypes Poems

Well, those new vampire droids,
are prototypes as of yet.
Though it's reaching that point,
says the Dean at, Bellevue Tech....

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We are making prototypes the devil said.
My demons cannot wait until you are dead.
I nearly rose up out of my slumbering bed.
My heart beating fast, my face all red.

I hope you will get my soul never, I said.
Looking for a reliable place to slip from my bed.
The Grim Reaper is an enemy now, all said.
What a nightmare! My face is still red....

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Gorgeous fragrances, intermingling
Wafting in from many directions
Sensory overload; understood only if you were there.
Peaches, plums, persimmons, marvelous colors.
Each one showing out her own truth,
Being herself, delicate and lovely.
Which ones to choose? Quintessential prototypes of themselves.
A floral banquet
I was the wedding caterer,
about to make choices.
Where to begin?...

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