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PAPER PURSUIT
what might become
of not only my body
gaunt like a zombie
but a mind so rotten?
crazy how emotions change
one minute you’re a star on
the stage, while locked in a
cage simultaneously, Cavier
is being dished to you
in grandiose proportion…
the camera pans over a barren landscape
music builds like a slug from a drum thud
the satellite, high above, sights a soldier
clawing his path through the desert mud-
the recent storm planted alien spores in
the world they chose to rule with a rose...
i guess i prefer hiding under my hair
rather than that slick back comb craft
