The Simple Strawmen

[milo]

we are the simple straw-men
mannequins, the common common,
the substitute for sweet,
the answer

and yet your middle fattens
and you get cancer 
wanting alabaster

walmart grecian statues made of plaster
hollow. Hollow. hollow -
spill your saccharine and follow

the glow, the daytime doctor charmer
take your pills
and wish for somewhere warmer

sleep.  and if your sleep is haunting
rorschach paper crows then tear them
don't. dress in cast-off clothes and scare them

oh simple simple -
how you fear one thought will break us
or morning light unmake us.

[billy]

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[Leanne]

Caught trousers down, he turns around.
"There's logic in this phallus, see,
it's really not inflammatory
at all; one-eyed though it may be,
it still stands up." And thus he's crowned
as hallelujahs ring around
his rosy-cheeked profligacy;
this moon-faced crowd, in lunacy
accept his verbal buggery
and bleed. They never make a sound.

[just mercedes]

I protest on behalf of T S Eliot. Or wait - no I don't.

[milo]

I protest on behalf of T S Eliot. Or wait - no I don't.

That is . . .
understandable.