an aggravated sand storm
cuts through
the nothing of glass
envy turns orange and lights fire. fire.
fire eats
lunch and puts its hat up
slaps its wife
for half a good measure
the television is on in zaire
three stock brokers have tea,
whiskey tea...
just whiskey,
joke about the old days,
the good-ol days when
hurricanes knew when to apologize,
when rabbits weren't just for chemical analysis
or when lincoln
dropped the bomb on
russia for being foolish
...foolish
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