The Purple Brick Road

Living in the aftermath of Oz

Saturday, January 14, 2012

December/January


Santa smiles and sips
From vintage coke bottles while
I take mine with rum.

Ho humming, I ask
Siri: Where did last year go?
Bitch tells me: Ask God.


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