Saturday, July 30, 2011

The Foyer

You are an awfully engorged enemy,
If I do so dare say.
Keep your mouth agape, allow me
To aim information towards
Your most visible wound:

You know, it's not nice to pity the rich,
Or throw your napkins at the poor,
Or whatever else you might do that will
Split like lightning the foundation of your
Perfectly decorated household of being.

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