we are
cutlery monkeys
&
electric chimps
with
history chips
&
flipside chipsticks
on
kevlar shoulders
&
worn canvas epaulettes
cheered & damned
by
soft slugabeds
supine
in clouds of vanilla mist
&
armchair generals
wild
in a chilli flake rain
all
empathy ducts clogged
&
sympathy holes healed
on
their food padded tv ribs
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