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nightlife
bald-faced liars
to a man and woman,
every single one
through a veil of dark,
see them dance parabolas
to music so loud,
you can't hear thoughts,
alarm bells, or red flags
one lobs a question
right on through me
at a construct in the aether
"what do you do for work again?"
to a man and woman,
every single one
through a veil of dark,
see them dance parabolas
to music so loud,
you can't hear thoughts,
alarm bells, or red flags
one lobs a question
right on through me
at a construct in the aether
"what do you do for work again?"
Published 20th Apr 2023
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