Unique
Fixer-Upper
Confusion vast unsettle
leaves a dark tough ring
fate’s kiss
stuck on the rim of this
the dastard’s
chosen cup
Confucious like a coffee bean
leaching through the stone
carved filter
where the water draws
day-by-day
infiltrates the by-ways
thought unreachable
does not betray a stain
Consciousness calls them out
pours them in
mush mob
mush you suckeroonies
so routinely
there are velcro ties
not rope
to lash me to
my mast
and an ipad there
to catch the whole palaver
in the throes
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