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As it drizzles, the air fizzles
Like Riddles
That you can’t put your lingering
Finger on.
In your head, the English lexicon
Twiddles
Like an uncharted wind baffling
The dawn.
Withdrawn like when you were
Pushing 21,
You buried an engagement ring
Gleefully.
Full-grown vibes adjust to mysteries
Spun
Like big, crowded guns as
Your reality.
Sleep into the Alzheimer’s and
It’s touchy.
The moping waters flood the
Cemeteries.
Profanity’s here like a new
Spelling bee.
The buzzing in your ears ends
Like memories.
Isaiah Lawrence 