we drift.  we are ice cubes in
warm water.  we melt.  we mix.

perforation is what
we acquired.  we are dashes
around a coupon, avoided and 
voided and 
set aside.  we are dots.  we end fragments.
we are preemptive.  we are.

we drift.

plastered and patterned, we blend
into walls.  we are ashes.  we are
the destroyed.  we are psychedelia, a bad trip,
wrong vacation, no reprieve.

we are captured.  we are encapsulated 
in envy.  discontent breeds
from our standards.

we are axioms.  we are incompleted.
we are perforations, where the lifeline tears.



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