Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Bacon Fat on Bread
They turn away from vacant green
and look ahead to red.
It makes them slink and dance
and yearn for bacon fat on bread.
It's sort of like the difference
between alive and dead.
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