not so long ago yes as you recall i was a goat
bleating my lonely deep and wide in ink pasture
night fighting with rats and skunks for my share
of garbage
nothing changes at the carnival
hot dogs smell like death with
a sense of humor
one person in nine million
plunges to death from
benign ferris wheel
(all those pretty sizzling bulbs)
next to piano
you are most cathedral
your eyes
almost make me
ashamed
to be
human
again
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