Sunday, February 15, 2026

Susan Isla Tepper

The Blah Blah Blah

Snow blindness in a warm home

the equal to gorging on caviar

while thousands around you

scrambling for a loaf of bread.

Drink your unholy wine

in one long gulp.  Ahhh…

I love you.  No I love the other one.

Self pity the blah blah blah

that drives this world of thieves. 

O poor you.  Poor poor you.



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