The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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We

You're dirty crying

Letting the tears wash you like

Sympathetic soap.

 

I'm just standing by

Like I have nothing to say

While my knees wrinkle.

 

What are we doing

As we dance between ourselves

Among the others.

 

What are we doing

As we find that the others

Are our very selves.

 

 

 

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Wrestling with ourselves,
Keeping our circle of care,
Makes short work of work.


Our circle of care

Requires that we respond.

How is up to us.

 


Humpty Dumpty sat

In the wrong stall, musical

Chairs were not his thing


In the musical

The dump was not wrong at all.

It was visual.


Artistic license

May be revoked for any

Reason. It's Dada.


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