Government property

Bulldogs gamble in the parlor
and the parlor is wide;
cube of sugar on the nose
and the sugar was froze in a pint
of alcohol, by alcoholics
who live in a well-tended alley
in a well-to-do estate.
Between the desire and the spasm
we, who love the land but walk indoors
wait, and wait, and age, and wait,
smoking and making slaves
of our children and our scavenged names.

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~ by Jeremy on May 2, 2009.

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