Saturday, December 11, 2010

The House Made of Plaster






















Knock on the wall and anyone can
tell your house is made
of plaster. Your visitors will
see you as modern family
stepping up from your ancestral
mud with a product and style
from the new millennium.

Pack your bags it’s time to
move to California where there
are beaches and sunshine
year round. The place is filled
with blue eyed blonds
so in order to fit in you must forget
your native habits and notions.

Arrange your plaster saints along
the mantel. Pray often, don’t let God
deny you. Seek absolution for
your envy and jealousy.
Smile and hide the pain, don’t
let anyone bar your children
from the many opportunities.

Wash the windows and don’t leave
streaks because everyone is looking
in. Hide your sorrow and your fear
pretend everything is fine. You’ll
make it through each day if you
conceal your pride and look to the
future to claim the American dream.

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