Come Cook Microwave

She said it was the biggest one she’d ever seen 

Come fill me, oh my wonder 
Come touch Plains Indians 
Come cook microwave 
Think of the old hag with the doll hair 
Think of the fig vinegar stench 
Think Resurrection 
Virginia Woolf 
Lyin’ on her back 
From the skull to the soles is one unit 
The skull to the chin 
One eighth


(c) 1991 & 2014,Jim Lemanowicz
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