Another fired down volley
Questions flash by at a clip
Discriminations stack up like rush hour chapattis
Or a pro-wrestler taking a hit
Having carefully choreographed his landing
Gleaning for hard consequence
Among the cushions of inconsequence
There's blurring out
There's kicking out supports
And caving in the burrows
No answers entice or mollify
Here in figure of eight orbit
Round the hippocampi
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