A density of
mothering confetti,
flesh windows on
a skin walled
labyrinth,
hectic testimonials for
malleable destinies,
fractured tactics
of free will, drainage
given in ponderous
ribbons of timid
restraint:
that calcified aggregate
of force-fed nightmares
grafted from the past
and assorted other
fears made flesh.
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