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Pillars of salt sheets and paper cups.

Peanuts, toast, jelly, and roasted nuts.

Everybody entered their private ruts.

But they never lost their guts.

Bullet holes and stupid jokes.

Overheated cars in burnt smoke.

Conversations with the writing deaf.

He can't hear what was said.

To much lead in his head.

He's better red than dead.

A meal's masterpiece.

Prepared by the majestic master chef.

The babies cry on slabs in the morgue.

A pipe organ playing in the church choir.

Hypocritical liar with all of the desire.

Burn fire burn!

Such a passion for fashion!!!.

A cash-in on the latest fad.

An on-line ad.

It makes me happy to see this.

It's happy to be sad.

Silver nickels and a copper dime.

A hundred-dollar wanted rhyme.

A mental mime.

Oh!  Crappy time.

Signs that tell us where to go.

Telling everything they could ever know.

Until winter's blizzard snow.

Where the obvious will never show.


Jon Billet 02/25/13