Walt, you're probably
disappointed--
I've ignored any semblance of
allegorical mishmash
connective tissue to
the past remembrance of
great heroes,
I guess I'm slowing down,
on birthdays
on Turtle Island atomic holocaust
nightmare
while the non-grass carpeted world
howls a selfish
self-same, self-aggrandizing chorus
at
an uncaring pitch
relating stories
sadly
a million seconds in the wrong direction--
I've lost
grip on
the metaphor.
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