Thursday, November 19, 2020

Previously Published in Dead Snakes . . .

Vote Clothes

for pills.  Yes, pills.  All pills.  No pill
uncoated.  It is a cruel world, 
and we should not have to suffer swallowing
gritty edications.  This is the 21st Century,
we have electric
cars and satellite everything, my tongue
should never have to bear the bitter
indignity of a naked pill.

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