Thursday, May 17, 2018

closed





cleverly concealing his profound disgust
at having to use a paper napkin
while the children of the invaders
ran past the windows of the ritz

the ambassador turned and faced the sun
he is still god
he said of his disgraced master
and deserves the respect of one

miss cyrus lit another cigarette
do not drive yourself mad, my friend
she advised the ambassador
as she placed the burnt match in her vest pocket

do not drive myself mad! he exclaimed
next you will tell me
not to go for my sunday morning promenade!
the promenade is closed, miss cyrus replied

for repairs, is the official word
these things never work
when you most need them
do you think i might have just one more?



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