dirty down dawn breaks through
night's pissy black darkness,
humiliating laid back owls,
howling like wolves at some
imaginary creature deported
out of heaven for a crime that
only human can ever commit.
an elusive dawn creeps through
the willows of forgotten souls
like rats through a maze with
no solution is sight... still they
scramble around like soldiers
seeking a safe place to defecate,
shells whizzing by overhead...
indian songs of pacification
dart here and there looking
for the targets to which they
had been assigned, suffering
indignation if not found...
sea monsters awaken from
shallow graves hoping to
disappoint the tourists who
have gathered at the pier for
weekly fireworks... dawn came
too early this week, forcing
many to return home early.
Nancy Drew came down to
check for reality only to find
Chan got there first, selling his
story to reporters knowing it
would be different when published.
just another day in paradise,
just another group of illegals
crossing over for coffee and tea.
June 16, 2025
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