Someone Other Than Me Posted

I think the gravity of this event calls for words of celebration:

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Here I sat, alone ensconced

as such things are that floated by

such things that weren't lingered

my face, my eyes, peering

yearning with envy, perhaps disgust

straining as a stomach at a t-shirt

and then there was such a thing

molluska

guardian of bacchanal beauty

staring back.

Oh sweet moluska

oh.