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"Th-Th-That's all folks!"
As the moon's shadow fell with the wings of an
infidel over the elfish well. Like timeshares awaiting
dialysis. Coaxing the night to the gulley in the dale
and I in my johnny gown. In a graveyard of empty
Jim Beam bottles rapping with the ghost of my
insomnia dripping from a saline bag. Listening to
Porky Pig scream, "Th-Th-That's all folks!"
infidel over the elfish well. Like timeshares awaiting
dialysis. Coaxing the night to the gulley in the dale
and I in my johnny gown. In a graveyard of empty
Jim Beam bottles rapping with the ghost of my
insomnia dripping from a saline bag. Listening to
Porky Pig scream, "Th-Th-That's all folks!"
Published 4th Aug 2023
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