Thesaurus
Repetition is a consistent pattern
that reminds me too much
of pointless armies preparing
to kill off their own across boundaries,
across seas.
Thesaurus:
contains all the untitled colors
to smear armies into laughter -
into jokes — because then they
would be reminded that they have
different faces that behold life stories
each.
Thesaurus:
doesn’t make things dangerously
the same to make a story
nor screams poems that imitate each other
as this doesn’t create real stories at all,
but monotonous imitations that eventually become
one voice louder, louder, louder
that my brain cells may bleed
and go pop! pop! pop!
Thesaurus:
a backup plan of mine to cure myself
from sameness.