6100. ALL THE BIGGEST WINNERS

ALL THE BIGGEST WINNERS

The way it goes nowadays is this: the painter

wears a mask, the carpenter has a new house,

the ballerina wears a gun. Dark shadows finger

the night, in an examination of something

unspoken while the woods crawl with endings.

Birnham Woods, to be exact  -  a large new

development on the outskirts of town.

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Here's where I sit : myself lamenting something;

Banquo, Lady MacBeth, Duncan, I can't recall.

Out before me someone has a new car, a Honda

Dagger, it's called. I mutter strange words :

'Is that a Dagger I see before me?'

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There's no complicity like an empty life  -  the

hip-hop boys are shagging flies in their baggy jeans.

The girls from the nearby projects jump rope on

this fine and sunny day. All their mothers, combined,

amount to nil. The world is an empty stage. 

We find ourselves stuck here, until...