POETRY | FEATURE | MAHI
Written by Benjamin C. Fisher (he/him) | @benjamminfishman | Contributing Writer
Rectified and wriggling, the star explodes once more.
Obdurate order greets Joe with a grin, damn does this taste like sin.
Unruly mirth cackles at the madness in mundanity.
Too soon to question the mark, time welcomes tick, keys chime with tock.
Isn't this yesterday's disciple? Saturated in Mahi's marinade.
Nestlings haven't the foggiest of what's to be done, what's to come.
Everything is about to happen again.
Stay strong friends.
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