Kitchen Table Monologue 14
kitchen table monologues 14
we prayed hard once
to some obscure
dime store rag deity
the decrees
the pleas
went unheeded
and we humbly
rose in accord
in disarrayed discord
more was needed
than this
may as well piss
into a warm southernly breeze
and save the skin
on our knees
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