Loopman Smith
arm axle
shoulder praxis
fascist raze interior blaze
I don’t read books
I write poetry
burn what doesn’t appeal
holocaust definition
animal inside embers
make ash over mincemeat
impersonal farce
I barf myself here
in tongue twists for you
resisting straightforward’s
and truth
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Shew. I love “impersonal farce/I barf myself here/in tongue twists for you”