Hindu Bodega

It's only when you're down
that you can fathom out.
No one lands it large
when the odds are in their favor.
It cracks through your consciousness
like ringing, precious crystal.
An overpaid photographer
has watched them cut the cake.

Oh Christ, the sirens
arrive in time
for the Mexican standoff
and morbid paint-by-number.
Reduce your carbon footprint
playin' 'possum
for the year.

So this is what they mean
by getting sandbagged.

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