A survey of richness
And textures
Pronouns and donuts
The ‘us’ and how it got
so
Smitten
Large numbers living
Scattered accusations served
Acquisitions splayed under glass
cupped in parentheses
Those stilettoed complaints summoning slippered restitution
We were birthed to be buried
The first and never forgotten
Village
All those villagers doing the hop
the gleam in their eyes
the witch in his headstand
god in that gap between her teeth
And the soft sob of the almighty
And Puff… I mean
Poof.
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