schm

In a weeping clay forest
animals yawn
looking for a weather report
written on the pants of
a suicide. Pieces of wardrobe
have sunk into
the endless battle of
clouds and shopping carts.
Animals dally around
sniffing at the undies, schmundies,
the socks, the schmocks,
the scarves, their happy
eyes on the verge of
a thousand deaths.

irrational

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