This sanctuary, alas, my tomb
Fat men in ties
With matching suspenders
Big boy clothes
Become shrouds
Or salami wrapper
Fat men in ties
With matching suspenders
Big boy clothes
Become shrouds
Or salami wrapper
This ruby air, my shared self
Whimsy and blood lust
Opaque as the day is long
As seen on tv
Any color or odour you wish to project
Rainbows reflecting all the colors except the one we see
Or something of that nature
Long weekend, my fatten up
What was once sinewy
Helped along to marble
This is the part of the story that never changes
The one where we rally
For any cause that brings us to the conclusion
The one where we are right
Forever and always
Even on a stainless table
Even with litmus
That, you take with you
That and only that
--
12.22.09
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