Even sharks stop by

Even sharks stop by
to look at themselves
in the mirror
and comb their fins

There is subtle beauty
in the rugged features
of an ugly and ordinary face

Consumed by an ageless disdain,
the day is stabbed in the chest,
and
it slowly bleeds into the night
as angels remorsefully
repent their faults

To be one with anger,
to hold captive an audience
of empty eyed faces steering,
endlessly as time fades away.

Watching fingernails grow and
a hairline recede to the back
of the neck to crack open
a cookie jar smile
- All for a better tomorrow

Don't burn bridges
before crossing the i's
and
dotting the t's

Jokes and hoaxes,
hyenas and ballerinas,
the end of the day
is
catapulted into smithereens
by endless meetings

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