I feed
Like burning ducklings
In the Christmas of Hopelessness
The raisin girls and their ketchup boyfriends
Mock Jesus
And Exotica Moon
(She has her hair in ribbons.)
We jump at the psycho-driven moment
And eat the cabbage
Even though
Grandmother warned us
Against
"Those People."
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2 comments:
This is appalling. I am suing you.
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