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Jason Masino
Negative Sugar
inverted carbon chains around my neck, of man /of corn chained to your lemon powder & pink food coloring I rise from the ass of a beaver, squeezed from glands questioning health, lest ye be left in a diabetic coma negative sugar/ just as fickle hidden inside of a yellow world negative as in: reduced to nothing as in: caloric as in: celery as in: energy surplus as I am spent; worth ten cents hold a packet of me up to a mirror -- I murmur that I won’t get out of bed for less than $300 million a cult hit, so join my club; buck my lucky stars & shove me back into the cupboard Dancing for you into next week |
