Amanda should write a Man Killer comic

    for Marvel

…and the stream dwindled to dust.

A ring of roses on the road to ruin

Sing a song of sixpence and a pocket full

    of locusts

Fusions for living, firepower in the club

emotions scraped by A.I.

Painted lady flies in the sun, to finally

    find its own quiet corner 

and in the ether another butterfly...

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