The Potters
Thanks to the potters of chop city
for kneading us a keyhole peek
into a new green world dis-order.
Where all colors of the rainbow are represented
except for blue and the color of common sense.
A six block funhouse of
intolerance-
intimidation
rape-
assault-
extortion
murder.
A murder of dregs
descending on the naïve
and ideologues
where perverts and virgins
bump and grind like
dust devils and windchimes
until their weeping cherries popoff the vine..
A Mad land where the grown-ups feed their
feral children to opportunists.
A never-ending fools food fight
where rainbows collapse into
sidewalk crappers.
Many thanks to the potters of chop city
for showing us how to knead a flower
into skunk weed in less than a month.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2020
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