Monday, October 27, 2008

Slipshod Sonnet #20

I can wait I wasn't built
for goodbyes most of us
aren't it seems bad patch
back there she wore a faded
handshake with scarlet
jingles compliments of the
house where everything was
cake except for the chicken
farmer incident alas that's
the name of some tune I'm
sure they whistle it some-
where now it's safe to open
that letter from her estate
it says mommy left shit.

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