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ephemeral flashbang fulfillment
of some teenage covenant cut
when the weight of a crush
really weighed you down
and lived most solipsistic
without knowing that word
or about Descartes or the horse
pale white appeared when you
were 20 or so years later
behold aerosol fireball
don’t hold it too long
these years weren’t built to last
your liquid crystal veneration
keeps me glued to the whirl
of electric pinwheels breathy
wind also replaced by battery
now that the serif isn’t in style
words must teeter precariously
on diodes as the economy
for text recedes it makes
your silence more precious
