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Juan Tirado

English 131 Th. 7:00 PM


Professor Olivas

Convoluted Jest

With creative rage I tackle my greatest creative demise


Tended flowers grow at the glitch in the matrix of my mind

Lines of clap noise may arouse me


but solitudes seed is conductive to my destiny

Capricorn son, lined with gilded glitter thrice derived


Convoluted in surreal reverie, choice is might

At shows end, I bid farewell and turn the dial


Jokes breed laugh but I wear the last smile

And when the lights that blind turn the other cheek
I will have formed another answer, creative rebellion knows no defeat

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