poetry gangs

out of the shadows they appear
eyes narrowing
poetry gangs
The Cliques
and the Obliques
clicking their fingers
like in West Side Story
but on keypads instead
loving or hating each other
shouting it from the rooftops
or in silence
all dancing together
or attacking
with the finger
stab! stab! stab!
the biggest gangs
that fawn and flatter
the smallest gangs
that really matter 
better to run with the latter
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