Full quivers
Are just cap feathers
For another kind of trafficking
Of souls, banks and bedposts
Territorial expanse
Up stage no credit
Pain is an illusion
If you have the time, froots and
Sometimes get to see the sun
But planning failure failure planning
Sudden emergency on your part
To protect something you will never benefit from
Divorce as I say, not as I do
While I live as a shadow swallow
Outsourcing bad karma
An oath to the Swisse and
Those who trade their days with
Obedient black dogs named China
While my children bicker and
Xenophobic war is waged
Between the classes I helped create
Some things are too much
For only two brains
Which run on coal and gasoline
Wanton for druidic philosophy
Codependent slavery
Of the shame-induced kind
We do not tarnish
The family PR
So keep it marketable
Don’t ask questions
And you can stay in the will
“Except you, Medusa,”
Circe stung
Since Meghan refused to call her
Mother
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