by Suzán Jiván
At some point
starting sharply
and colossally
by constantly
checking an arm
for the tyranny
of a clock
like Yo-Yo Ma
replete with apologies
for a late start
just you watch
after taking aim at Madonna
and trying out a new face
as compensation
for burning without a flame
while protecting the chaste
on a smoky gray stage
mirrored and concave...
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