Is it wise to dig deep, for a shallow grave, for a hallowed shallowed slotted misbegotten grave?
Is it grave to be wise to dig deep for a cheap shallow laugh, a hallowed guffaw, a quick to the draw of a shovel, spade, or trowel,
To dig deep with a trowel, or fist clenched in rage, to pound pearly sand pouring quick through the draw of an hour glass
To hit forgotten trash, a midden pile of coprolith, buried near a monolith, or a bronze Lilith, or Venus, or Mary Mother, of a tuna’s mother, being roe or foe,
or cavalier caviar
Or tinned, like tuna, or a spam, or a Venus,
Streaming from a forehead.
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