DIY or Cry (Tell The Midwife I’ll Be A While)

‘He Who’ sells red paint

daubs his van

And drives as a musical back drop

to the war in Vietnam–

–Her torn bloody knuckles reminded him of a rabbit he poached in ’73 before they’d even met

‘I can handle the little ones fuckin’ up those skinny donkeys but I do not dig your malice directed at outsiders ‘

he mouthed

this is where she fell off the pedestal

but she smelled of must

and justification

‘suck on my buttons’

she mouthed

and shot (at) him like

Burrough’s wife

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