Heather OC: Week 7 of 208
- Twin Geek
- Mar 9
- 1 min read
Our Holy and Obsolete Symbols II
(From MA’s “Eulogy for the Giant Tortoises”)
Try to anatomize all this,
I dare you. There is no clear-cut diagnosis,
No matter how many guts
You arrange on the metal table.
Impious toddler jockeying a rented
Feller buncher. Our Constitution rolled and bound,
For now. Stowed under a cenotaph, glistening
Pink marble; a resplendent
Lion guards for now. Half the country
Smashing bottles at his paws.
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