Blues from Surrey

Blues from Surrey It’s a refinement ofaural linguistics with a hint of chicanery.Think torso extensions—aflagrant third arm swoopswith meta particles runningthe fusion ecstasy gamut.Blades of metal tearat delirium, as the grin widens behind aviator shades.It’s microtonal chaos, deliveredlike pointillist warfare atmurmuring heartbeats;he spits cascades of brainmatter over diamond dust. ©️Orion Foote, 2022

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