Deleterious Mutation

Hats off to square couches staring out of black televisions
turned off
sex-drives driven in parent's cars channeled through hands holding
limbs like holding chicken's fingers

if in back wash rooms during short times
sported a few minutes, a look of defiance
melting away in the worn and warped mirror
cracked porcelain sinks hold red blotches on the interior
of course dropped in clean sappy raindrops dripping down
the flow quickly is stopped up

his stare glances at the yellow felt glove
battered and lined with thick strips
stripped from another glove

Hats off to rugs resoundingly Persian
Persia wished their rugs were the same
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