Old Sambo

Or: When we’re all drunk without drinking

Dark room, not dark enough. The joke of all things.
A system two legs attached to that lived
long as most mammals do, young devils them.

Little bones someone says are phalanges that act
like ten penises laughing at matter
belittling matter where most things claim nothing.

Ten white teeth and then a miserable thirty-two
that broke wide as stumbling drunks ever
thought the world was made of, little things on the ground.

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~ by Jeremy on June 23, 2012.

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