Monday, November 5, 2018

11,294. HOW THIS RAINBOW HAS A GUTTER

HOW THIS RAINBOW 
HAS A GUTTER
Why are you leaving now? Your
name was just announced and all the
fools are clapping. Genuine affection
for the lamplight of a loon by a hall-full
of people who arrived too soon. I see
that every place-mat has ketchup and
pepper and salt. I guess they'll be serving 
their cheap food with the condiments again. 
Watch out for for the pickle tray; they're sour,
not dill. Polish brine, in deep barrels of swill.

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