" Rekindling " by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán
Rekindling sensing openings rallying protesters
taking calculated risks making cases crises by crises
likened to difficult exercises embracing unusual self-
scrutinies verses blaring left wincing asking, "Why?"
stigmas amplified being unidentified
while optimistically picking up seats within prospects for victory
upon coming to a halt from embarrassing harsh backlashes
that sweep the fashion industry due to arcane rules of pattern making
totally uncalled for already dauntingly unaffordable
during overhauls dragged across and below the fold
resulting in global warming for "The Final Four"
in a caldron of internal organs galore
co-joined to an "Iceman" bereft of family as revamped heirlooms
of The European Union at the behest of newsrooms sorting out truths
crucial to consumers of "The National Review" antidoting media influences
in deep pursuit while typesetting letters, " WHO KNEW?!"
getting into the game too by putting political tip sheets to good use
downing wings guzzling brews singing the blues
exclusively wanting to "Take on Amazon" as "Solid, Man, Solid"
obscurities from the top for favored gospels taking the buzzer shot
not saying a lot and not tossed too hard as the Tar Heel qualities
dribbling with neither rhyme nor reason like lobbing idiosyncrasies
favoring chugging over sipping playing center field
enduring extra innings brushing against sweat during tournaments
of dreams deferred to a larger world rapidly unfurling
saving alien planets as noble flagships of bounty yielding plenty
of buried treasures via heavy editing plus fierce focusing
gasping understandably horribly troubled realities
after coming under siege previously staged like identities
fraying staking claims to untrue creators having once made grave mistakes
overly animated pre-vaccination receiving zero validation
fomenting anxiety and anger gradually changing shades
into the overtly dangerous days held in place by stylized campaigns
but never going out of range of "Red versus Blue States" as all the rage...
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