I called a god on a payphone and all I heard was Muzak
A free call, I stood there, hip on glass, staticky tunes in my ear
Laughing at the absurdity, but laughing, thank you god, I laughed.
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A Sijo Poem
Category: Sijo Poem
February 3
Define Normal
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Would you believe? Could it be true, that it is so simple to do?
An easy wash, shower or bath, a scalp scrubbing then thorough rinse.
Begs the question, whose normal have you washed right into your hair?
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(A Sijo Poem)
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