HIGH TIME
Our children have
begun violating
curfew every night
while making love
execution-style
under the bleachers.
The police, who are
busy buying lottery
tickets, are powerless
to help. No one
knows where the key
to anyone's heart is.
It's time. High
time it were time.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
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