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Avant-Guarde Political Drama |
| Morning Invasion Bejeweled thorns roam the city’s ashen streets Dust jackknives permeate the shattered glass in distress Energetic vortices rip through alloy skeletons Screaming atoms bail through the tallow sky Shattered lives invade a mourning Motel-6 A forgotten piece of instant innocence is reclaimed |