Wondering
lonely in my icloud
A host
of gold card bills unpaid
Angry crowds approaching me
I took
to the hills where oft I’d strayed
I came
across a lakeside parlour
Danced
among the tidal laps
And
winking at the sky above
In the
margins of my sad mishaps
I popped
a champagne cork with glee
Considered
all things healthily
Dancing gold
cards fluttering free
Through my
window peering stealthily
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