by Ray Manuud
Buried in the space between crumpled body and closed lid
All things superb explode in a fiery crash
They make spectacles out of a plan gone right
All things superb fake witnesses
and deceive people into believing it is all over
All things superb are resurrected from a semi-comatose state
by partners and associates
All things superb are smuggled
Packaged correctly if done right
paid upon arrival
and transplanted at buyer's convenience
The black market carries all things superb
Bid at own leisure
and accept at own risk
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