Vivienne Chen Biography

If I could Copy and Paste the world,
I would Ctrl C on the times that took my breath away,
And Apple V onto the moments that went astray.
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Three eyes or two and a mouth
Gaping, black
A snout-like nose
Diluting the poisons to the vessel within
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He’s a red one
With sickle and hammer
So hated, his kind I know
Reads Marxist manifestos
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What is wrapped in silk
Pines to be bound in leather.
The crashing wave
Wishes to be subdued.
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I hung up my wings for the night
No seraph needs them here
Those fluffy, light, angelic wings
A [expletive] pain to wear
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