Sunday, November 25, 2012

nothing like a clumsy

accident-strained incident

to demolish all sense

of serenity and the Holy

the earth-bound brutes howl

while the holier-than-thou skanks

cluck and wag a finger admonishing

like schoolmarms

oh such merely human outbursts

are like booms on the white rugs

of their imagined superiority

though the rages last an instant

and are gone while both brutish howling

and the vanity of smug continue on and on and on....

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