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A Profound Mix-up

A Profound Mix-up

π–™π–π–Š deafened hear voices in the 404 errors
roll with the raucous rats

Time Travelers swear an Oath to curse the Past
Seek & ye shall FIND the requested Κ‡uǝsǝɹd

SAVE your ENERGY
(it's difficult :-(((( )

our artless darts are rabid
our heartless hearts are vapid
our mindless minds are flaccid

the garrulous gnats will not praise us
the rapacious reptiles cannot save us

seeking the turn ofΒ  πŸ…ΏπŸ…·πŸ†πŸ…°πŸ†‚πŸ…΄πŸ†‚
in rolling π–Œπ–—π–†π–›π–Šπ–˜

a terrified mantra crawls out of the collective brain:
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Please verify you’re human

-njv (2024)
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Marion

This is odd unusual and much enjoyed.Β 
'( Please verify you're human)'
not sure any of us know what that is in the first place lol. Nice work x

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N.J. Tomcatx

Thank you, Marion!Β  I realize this one is a bit out there & was hesitant to post it on this site (I post most of my poetry--including more experimental ones--on AllPoetry). Appreciate it.

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Raechel Rae

Β  Β  Β "Our artless darts are rapid"...I don't know why I love this line so much but I said it outloud like 10 times in a row when first reading it...I really enjoyed reading this ..good write!!πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€

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