Thursday, September 26, 2019

c


Half-drunk I head-butted a 5ft acrylic hare
decorated by children
an initiative
and knocked myself unconscious
heaped about the plinth
and later pickpocketed
I’d at it again when I came around
my capacity for losing
surprising to even those
as best know me
the cold acrylic eyes
goading me into my own protracted humiliation.

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