Saturday, April 24, 2021

13,568. INCOMPLETION

INCOMPLETION 
Go ahead then, complain. But
you'd better make it good. The
thin light from the semblance
of the sky you talk about is 
now so long and over.
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I was born in a cave, and my
mother, in attendance then,
always swore it was a cavern.
If there's a difference, please
tell me now. All my father
ever said was it was the last
available dump they found.
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Corn Flakes and Rabelais.
For my growing years that
was about it. Yes. Corn
Flakes and Rabelais.

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