Monthly Archives: June 2018

Plainclothes

  Walking past a donut shop, I see God, a plainclothes cop Sipping coffee, much too hot Damning the devil to hell again. Smeared on his mustache, Chocolate crème from a Freshly-baked eclair. He switched off the babbling, Crying walkie-talkie. … Continue reading

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