“ At the Intersection “
by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán
At the intersection of pretension
becoming oblivious to obvious questions
with musical accompaniment
ringing in some of them
as disjointed consciousnesses
filled with dissonances
mockingly delivered via sonatas and arias
right from the start like piccicatos
gone hobnobbing with the stodgy
against snobby bourgeoisie philosophies
yielding needlessly outsized quandaries
yet lacking in poignancy
all due to tracing bloodlines of regality
into cosmological infinity
while speed reading freed-up living wills...
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