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darling Darlene saturated the waves

hoping to meet some real single-coat people buzzing

there on the #3

it’s such a fright of humanity in such soft size and circumstance

better yet, typing in tandem to gloss handpicked strangers

her sister insists and those pics skip out across the universe

if I remember nothing else

what she wrote in that old page

where we found each other’s scent

she says she isn’t like that anymore

too much comfort

the count

the tally

in alien recognition

pitting hope and reason against haircare and the seamless foolproof of approval

it’s the look of lingering legends on the make

a precision bass line

some texture that today’s style requires

shine with a radiant matte finish to slow down

short blast hot flash of skin

to the warm glow of a unicorn’s eye