In Kiev, the chess game
was stolen by rebel pieces,
shaking off the fear
in Freedom Land it
was a foot-note, except to
the eyes of the wise
who'd have thought a few
dirty-tricks would cause more than
blood for Sochi T.V.??
meanwhile, the zombies
discuss Salinger, juggling
shrunken T.V. heads
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