poem: ostensibly a paragon of virtue, sure

poems

ostensibly a paragon of virtue, sure
ringing bells, flinging fingers
running off at six weeks in the game
forget the crude impressions
mistakes still in the making
think on back to dank white markets
flooded with old produce

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