Poem: Good Morning Glory

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Good Morning Glory.
             by: Alexa Schmidt

Every week the detergent cleans the stains from the drab threads that tie together our lively image.

Going against the grain like a piece of lumber thrust into your heart; a flying scarf hits a man in the face

After choking its owner to an ugly blue lipped death.

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The ocean is awry

Our wrought fate upon us.

Night falls and noises quiet and lights go out and people lay their heads down on feather pillows to

         close their eyes.

Vivid memories swept away like littered plastic bags into a muddied raging river.

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Another morning, another cigarette.

Cancer will march in mutual unison against the health of the people - today.

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Colors flash quick like neon signs and over a cup of tea the world’s greatest philosopher decides that (yet again)

It is the end of the world as we know it.

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Polaroids must be ready to capture the fading picture. 
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