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But He Had a Pre-Existing Condition
Foul smoke, yellow and sour from rubbish fires
Spasms like a snake with a broken back
Twisting among our crumbling Qumran caves
Wherein our scrollies might someday be found
Rumors as well as smoke patrol our roads
Each contradicting the other with absolutes
The eternal verities of this hour
Which must be obeyed until they must not
The death of your friend is irrelevant:
He had a pre-existing condition
It is what it is
2 comments:
Bloody hell.
Robert D. Kaplan, in BALKAN GHOSTS (1994), quotes a Serbian as saying, "You Americans don't know what it's like to be ruled by peasants."
Oh, yes, we do.
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