i nominate you for this challenge
when every post a punk or a prank
every thread a viral bait a lulz a shank
every poem a bout of fucking
broken lines and blank
i wrap you in a cocoon
of self-determination -
do what you will or what
you know so far as what you can
plying the same familiar routes
that's brought you home time and
circumscribe the range
of curiosity this radius of your catch
if you don't know the way or won't
if you don't think so no you don't
now yield in the middle of traffic
island tie the snarls and traps
feel all the empty between molecules
ghosting your vision's edge
horn blasts high beams brakes cast
light a life long death
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