Bakers and Butchers

Bakers and Butchers

Two voices loosely strung together,
symbiotic
each with unknown origins
prying forward with the least resistance
through the conundrum

The faces of old historians
are cupcakes, marshmallows
cotton candy and meat
chewing, spitting, clamoring
figuring, weaving, blurring

what is the denomination
of higher concerns
that compels us
to incite the bakers and butchers
to deliver us into receivership
with meathooks and spic and span

to doctor/wardens

and a cranky, propertied grandpa as jailer, legislator and judge?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s