its yours

dripping dropping flacking flicking sing songs of sipping
slender slipping socks onto sapping sorts of sameness
really. did you? no, never. I would never do that.
I figured. now, to climbing, kicking, strapping storks
under battered beams of emblems in nearby namesakes
reality blown up into surreality slugged them with it!
blew it out cringe grapping the oh shit handles of life
food, sex, power, greed, wealth, accumulation of junk
wal-mart yard sales sales sales spending it all with
nothing in your pocket but credit cards yes they say
yes of course you may you may have it on sale you may
have it anyway you may have it any way you want any
time you want any where you want it. just ask and it
shall be yours and we will even send it to you if you don’t
ask just take it, please, keep it, enjoy it, you can pay us
later just make sure you make that payment or even
better don’t so we can charge you surreal interest to
match your surreal purchase and surreal greed. it’s yours.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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