Voracious Lull - Poem by Alexander Hawkins
Vague vagaries emboss upon a certain mindset, muddling.
Meddling in the affairs of a lesser known crisis, there's alarm in the crunch
of yellowed iceberg lettuce garnished in a garish Thousand Island sauce,
a pepperish plume of pink placed across this faded dream of green,
a neon boom in a drizzled day in August, seen by us
few plucky vergent sippers in a colourful cafe, where camaraderie
is candid and verges on affray - stuffed by stuff. Be very afraid.
And melding together now the variance verges rather verdantly.
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