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Open Wounds.
Now that the Housing Dept has decided not to

Fritz Hamilton

Now that the Housing Dept has decided not to
replace my floor with a ceiling because it would
cost more than the ceiling on floors, & I

tear up
my floor by myself to see who dwells down
there, &
of course the rats who have driven me mad with their
scratching & squeeking are happy to be let out/ I

kick them out my door to share them with my neighbors,
but when they see my neighbors they drop dead in
terror/ One of my
neighbors is Bin Laden, another is

Omar, & of course Rush Limbaugh is there &
Ivan the Terrible, having a Tea Party that
the rats interrupt, but the Tea Party eats them &

starts in on my roaches/ Sharon Angle
steps on the ones that can read before they
vote against her, & Walt Whitman’s daughter Meg
sings

a song of herself & the corporation who are
one & the same, as she kicks her Mexican
illegal out the door after enslaving her for

9 years/ I see the light of Jesoo hobnobbing with
the Pope before they cook some Jews in the oven for
their last supper, &

nothing’s much changed, so
I bury myself beneath my floor, &
LET THE WORLD WALK ALL

OVER ME,
which is at least a
step in the right direction/ I
get an erection, &

it lifts the floor/ I
might be dead, but
my spirit

RISES ...

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