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THE WRITERS POST (ISSN: 1527-5467) VOLUME 8 NUMBER 2 JUL 2006 |
LINH DINH _____________________________________ MY LOCAL BURNING INVESTMENT ADVISES My Local Burning If it feels and
looks like racing, And crashes,
hallelujah, like racing, Then it’s World War
III all right. Hapless, uninspired
civvies of all ages Ducking behind dumpsters.
To rake them Is less than lame,
even with the massive Ordnance up your
dead mama’s ass. When this endless
ride’s finally history, You can return and
camp fire inside her Ample back hatch,
and stare back down The 12-lane highway
of your combustion. Gazebos on astro
lawns, incinerated firs. These explosions are
so surprisingly realistic, When I saw my local
burning, I almost cried. Investment Advises Shimmering on the horizon, the four horsemen Will arrive soon. Put all your liquid assets into Baked beans, canned tuna and bandages. After the almighty Dollar evaporates, the King’s English will shrivel. Therefore, toss your English Dictionaries away, burn all of your English books. LINH DINH The Writers Post &
literature-in-translation, founded 1999,
based in the US. Editorial note: Works published in this issue are simultaneously published in the printed Wordbridge magazine (ISSN: 1540-1723). Copyright © Linh Dinh & The Writers Post. Nothing in this magazine may be downloaded, distributed, or reproduced without the permission of the author/ translator/ artist/ The Writers Post/ and Wordbridge magazine. Creating links to place The Writers Post or any of its pages within other framesets or in other documents is copyright violation, and is not permitted. |
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