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Sunday, February 3, 2013

Muffins They Glow, Muffins They Do Not.

A soft illuminati usage of fluff
in a grand scheme to devour the world
in a pile of stuff
to forget about the grass and the roots,
the natural cycles and the moon.
Do not try to rise to the occasion
that this places you in.
You are bold and passionate,
but I collect the loose ends
that fray from your knit robes.

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