"We just made a mistake, that's all."
Folks, this is no rascally rabbit.
You've boxed Holly Golightly
"Breakfast at Tiffany's II:
Out To Lunch."
This time it's personal; the trapeze
artist arcs up over the safety net --
life support celebrated
by a wickedly delicious, red-lipped nurse,
inebriated and desperate to get back.
She shall with red-lacquered claws
rip out my red, red heart
and step on it
with attitude and gratitude
for after all without that
how could she define herself?
Now I've got mine,
the Universe in a clear
baggie in my pocket.
Let's watch the wall's fall
It's time that I was humbled.
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