"Maybe it's your fault because you ate a rancid peach.
Maybe it's your fault because you didn't apply
enough bleach or because you didn't drink
enough bleach or because you drank too much.
Maybe it's your fault because you held an unwashed doll's hand."
in my Museum of Impending Death poem, appearing within Rogue Agent Issue 63
more HERE - http://www.rogueagentjournal.com/jcook
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