All of life
(all along)
against the
barbed wire
fence. We
live in a herd
community
where pigeons
are “comic” and
pheasants aren’t
(peasants). So,
you’re going to
glare at me all
cock-eyed, are
you? Here we
are, a herd of
cock-eyed glares
and barbed wire
incisions. “Who’s
got the mop?”
You’ve probably
never even heard
of a herd whose
mop comes
from Sicily.
