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abbreviated spaces

abbreviated spaces
between pauses

there is honey on the doorknob
again, and bees want to know why

spider silk is hanging in the corner
i like the decoration

messages are taped here and there
in my office that i haven't read since posted

i keep them any way
just to remind myself there is life outside this space

numbers I have never called
never call me

I have a ream of paper left
its pure white tickles my sense of production –

i saw a Persian doctor last week
he told me I was going to die

I told him that i knew that --
just don't know when

makes it real, that part
makes it adventurous, living

my desk is a mess, and I don't care
it's been this way from ever since

we're anachronisms
we humans

roaches cannot wait for us to leave
they can come out from under the carpets

birds will nest in our houses
being vacant

if humanity is to survive itself
it best grab hold of its ass now and whip it

whip it fine
whip it until it pays attention

all the pretty ladies
with all the pretty smiles --

are nothing but skulls covered
with incredible skin

cell-phones are ringing all over
the planet

queen of hearts is listening
with nothing to say

pull-chain on my desk lamp is tarnished
dust on the shade

i never touch the pull-chain
have one of the seven year fluorescent bulbs in

i am testing it to see
which one of us will last

the longest.

vcp

Poetry by Victor
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Written on 2016-12-11 at 05:49