funny
how we warm up to death
in
the papers,
on the news,
giving us reason
to shout
and march, and then disperse
back
to our own
nests, bolting the door.
our protest
goes cold so quickly
these days.
a stale same
dish
gone hard in a pot,
besides another pot,
on the stove.
Saturday, July 9, 2016
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