Elizabeth James



Cough Rebellion

                            

blink blink

it's the Real Lion company
ringing ... can they speak to the occupier

the beer leaders are following behind
chugging away

can they speak, or don't they only have some kind of throaty roar
an oversized purr

you youth
beautiful and polite

but the thought of what they'll target next is frightening

sticky liquid
not innocent

it's true:
wait three more minutes
and then do what you are dying to

blink

 

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