Vultures clutch cappuccinos and half-baked opinions
perched on cafe chairs like royalty,
sipping judgement with foam art
The beaks rip reputations before the croissants
and in between gluten-free hypocrisy.
Consumption is domination
in this brunch obsessed theater of civility.
The catching up is a hunt
and even vultures are on menu.
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Aman 12 (
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Sounds like a politicians brunch to me. Really great images with what appears to be incongruous combinations that in fact make great sense as metaphors for a world crazier than Alice's Wonderland. Nicely done a fave
your comments are so generous and genius . a simple thank you doesn't work.
You are most welcome it is a poem the well deserves every word.
Nice read and so much can be read into it.
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