A lone duck
powers overhead
quacking fleeing
I’m a lackluster lake
for you but if you
could settle into me
leaving Atlantis
arriving in Cheyenne
in such a hurry
chased from your home
in hunger
delusional with grief
like the young guys next
door human furniture
in some department store
with no where else to go
in this greedy
rotten system.
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