In this fake-ass real world,
nothing is as it seems,
tomorrow is long past,
hope is a flag unfurled,
insults fly, yet we face
servitude in our dreams,
forget when green eyes cast
a hungry, tender stare,
kick time to outer space,
enter a timeless zone,
absence becomes present,
sinister becomes bone,
sinister remains bent,
remember that nightmare
evening at the bookstore,
a woman comes inside
looking for her order,
welcome the retail bride,
out on the mad border,
restless, she knows the score,
level the playing field,
dare lift the sword I wield?
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