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because I’m feeling stabby

what if misfits & outsiders
banded together    and raided 
   ultra-exclusive    wood-paneled
basement & ant-infested
backyard   literary   salons? 
   Dragged the    pasty bodies 
out into the light?
What would    happen next?
   What would there    be to pillage? 

Can one plunder
       moonlit craft talks,
the subtle nods
       of brilliant blond heads,
the kinds of heads attached
      to bodies with hands
that literally clap
     without other hands? 

Posted 04/19/17
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