Sunday, January 1, 2017

number eleven

greetings
the letter said.
the lottery has picked your
birthday at number eleven
on the bouncing balls,
so you have been
invited
to take a physical exam
in order to serve
your country in the army.
we need to know if you are healthy
enough to die.
please come at seven a.m.
to Baltimore.
we need you. your country
needs you to help rid
the world of the red menace.
so you
are cordially
invited
to join. pack light.
food, clothing and travel
plans will be provided.
we want you, we need you,
we can't live without you.
greetings. see you soon.

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