the dummies wear
bathrobes
while the president eats
bone marrow
salad.
the ranch is dead. bull
mastiffs
sniff the corpse
of
jughead’s sister.
mary ann never got
off the island. no one
voted
that way.
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I like to wait
and I like to eat
as I wait.
I rest, and I wait to eat.
Because waiting
is eating, and you can’t eat
if you don’t wait.
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