Peter Jay Shippy
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Portrait Of God On Work Release
I walk in the park
and select a maple leaf.
With my Sharpie I write:
YOU ARE HERE.
Carefully, I place the leaf
back where I found it.
Mother died today or was it yesterday,
I can't quite remember, is funny unless
it's your mother and she died intestate
in flagrante delicto under me, under
the influence in a state not Nevada,
so cut the gas track and laugh the engine,