changing stations
there’s a monster
feeding on the airwaves
sublimely consuming reflections
lazily drifting its way
they keep saying
don’t go there
keep your thoughts to yourself
or the monster will consume them
& pull you further in
in the airwaves there are roses
of every living colour
tempting you with their temporary beauty
while the monster
panting like a panther
pounces on your every lost thought
may two thousand twenty-one
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