COME ON, COME OVER Poem by Marc Kregting
COME ON, COME OVER
Extrajudicial appropriation of livestock
rarely accounts for itself. But what else
would you detain, without recompense
(grandma's burlap). Today you feel like
skittish kid. Chance has it one showed
up. Full of axle grease though, because it
had borne mothers. Grab a sturdy shovel -
you have to set off placenta. Afterwards,
wash your hands, but not with palaver.
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