Saturday, December 6, 2014

6133. NOT EVERYONE

NOT EVERYONE
It's not everyone who can do everything, I
opine loudly. I scream back, in fact, at all
the monsters on the wharf shouting out 
commands. Diplomacy is long ago dead,
and dictatorial autocrats have now taken
over the ledge. Darn them anyway.
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The minister wields his cudgel  -  it's soft,
like a tacky bible. The masonry guy is
wielding his mallet  -  pushing back at
bricks and errant solid objects in his
way. And, in his way, he's like a
Portuguese Columbus discovering
things he doesn't like.
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I've been here for days, deserted, and 
desecrated. Someone's statue of Mary has
been lit with a votive candle, but I don't
know if it's for me. Ever since the day
I was born, everything's been
a great mystery.

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