you may not be the savior
but will you savor? (the responsibility)
or will you sticky note me – with honey which can’t bee?

placing the glass as a temperamental coaster
as the bread is at influx with the toaster
i regard this as a blind slide
until ran down to a statue gesturing a pose, inside of me : noticeably – i expectedly froze.

cover up your nose!
or
shut the door close!
pinch your nostrils if only slightly.
leave enough room for light to enter brightly.

inciting the rewind of the engaging time
despite the sequence and contradictory frequency, bequeathed underneath ! (should i have a seat?)
my running behind slips/through the rhyme!

If by digging into the head of the last, we might see what is intending to come to pass.
like a drinkable chalice framed in glass, when broken – bad luck is superstitions’ fuel and gas.

but with an artful glance – i summoned the chance
to stroke with precision; tho, chocked in ➗division !
as roots painted on the landscape of my tainted boot

i heard big-e scream “gimmie the loot! thus, i needn’t be the consequence of what’s been murked
HA, as if this allegory could not go further go berserk!

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Nose Knows No Warning, 07/14/2023
31, 5/28/24
thus, berserk ! 5/28/24