Decadence

Poem’s reader gets nasty shock
Ending up in an unknown path

Strewn with night’s plastic cups.
He lands an empty plastic cup

As the epigram turns decadent
In glitter of a plastic eaten cup

A happy sneer in the side alley
Breeds on kitsch of plastic cup.

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