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Idle Idols
It is
a trampling underfoot.
It is indulgence and arrogance,
the double team that drops the reigns
and allows the bolted rage to overrun
the white, shy rabbit.
Who would want to be the rabbit?
Why, no one.
Steaming, pawing, snorting beasts
are...
it.
The sexy, sneering
idols
of the masses.
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