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Once Upon a Time in Suburbia (incomplete)
Navy blue boxes of processed macaroni and cheese
at the grocery store. Black SUVs parking in
make believe driveways. A highlighted forest of
reverse bobs. Attack out of monstrous boredom.
Greyish- white snow,
static.
“I was so busy,” speaks the diplomatic,
suburban headlines. Read past the
fictitious smiles with which the lies of
hell cannot compete. With the façade of
shining barbeque grills on Labor Day.
Hatred camouflaged as soaked olives
in putridly mixed martinis.
Once upon a time in suburbia,
I longed to join them as they would masquerade,
Frankenstein becomes a Countess.
Glistening golden glitter,
resting by green and black
garbage containers, left by the curb,
on counterfeit Sunday evenings.
(** Still under construction, don’t hate too much!!)
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