favorite death

every day is an excruciating catalog of rescinding blues and greens

the long-winded increments of life-death
our lemonade stand lost in the departed dreams of hands and feet

all it took was a grasping hand
a paul bunyon seed in our fertile little hearts
dreamed all the way to the end of the page
a vast and unorderly arrangement of the universe
in poison plots

my favorite death
will stand in front of an oncoming tsunami
wearing its best dress

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Bring it tsunami

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Byron, VP of SpaceHey

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I love the vivid imagery and word choice and stunning emotions!

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Shadow Bliss

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I actually really like this poem.

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