Mattaman McKearnee
August 11, 2007
Mattaman McKearnee
August 13, 2007

There was a wall here
and a wall…


Yes, yes, he sunk through the hole
like a rat;
a frothing, rabid, syphllitic rat!
Free him? Hell!

The picnic blanket was a robe,
spoiled sauce at his crotch.

I’m bleeding! God of Gods!
Yes yes, free him.

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