There’s a narcissist i see staring at the
Revolving mirrors of gold leaf optimism
In retrospect talks over a life spent
Believing in Chop sticks and drinking
Confectionary would solve
Taurus dancing under Chinese star signs.
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The only whispers swapped at tables
the fortunes of the gallons of nine and
Minted high fives.
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I’d eat you for breakfast as collectors of coins
Trade interns girls like taxidermy missiles
Smells so fowls that the crises that emanated
where trawlers now Fish the world.
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sew the scales of these story’s.
