Saturday, January 2, 2021

Hemorrhage

No one really needs to see this one yet, so I'll just put it here. 


Hemorrhage

Because you will explode
Like a bouquet  of
Mr. Lincoln's Tea Roses
During an unspecified
Act in the Farce,
Frustrating a lifetime
Of efforts from teachers,
Analysts, and surgeons
To hold me together,
And emptying my head
Of the eternal poppycock
That I was thinking
Something important,
I have left this month's
Electric bill
Unsettled. 
-Thomas L. Vaultonburg

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