consummate circles scurry to establish
well-worn sheaves of hearty critique
regarding last words by greats made great
for fame, shame, and enormous responsibility
undertaken by rusted hands and cutting remarks.
immaculate execution, executive decisions
by which placement adhered to silent bias
glides forth, as does a crushing wave
heaving hormones bursting flow with
pleasant repentance on the wings of
trumpet blares and roadside flares:
a pairing contrived by stylish concerns.
forgive me, please, my restlessness:
for once again, i am merely bored.
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