oh happy day

this is poverty

of deformed spirit

enjoy the banter

of forbidden fruit

the escort tourist

does his trade

on twisted trails

by empty streams

ignore the message

of advertised conceit

here comes the bride

a protected snake

of bittersweet wind

and powdered talcum

elite brittle bones

dipped in cream

cranky to strangers

blind to the catholic

the sun is melting

in an evening wound

the sky is surrounded

by ash and sprinkles

a fabulous feast

been had by all


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