Jake's Flea Market

it never comes out the way it went in


after she’d heard an ale wife’s curse

after she’d heard an ale wife’s curse
had caused a neighbor’s house to burn in an hour
in which all the villagers harvested in a field

carolin’s grandmother began to breed
the black out of her constable cats that

patrolled to and fro before the granary
apprehended the vagabond and robber rats
tried them in a trial of play

the mouse that escaped was dismissed as innocent

the guilty were guillotined by cat fangs

she bred a fading into them

most were faded to one of the various shades of gray
and some were faded to white

some were faded to the colour of flame


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