Men

Combined with gun-dogs,
educated and growling,
we look crazy as we sit on
leaden hands.
This is America and
it’s
cloudy.
The postal service
is overladen with
jars of coloured gas.
Can you ever
wake from a man-made dream?
Puckered lips and strutting hips
count cash with each swing,
spin and roll. But the
rapid-fire
questioning
never
stops.

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