Scatter I

Grand lutefisk vigils parade through the square at midnight,
brandishing turnips and other root vegetables
in the place of torches (or even candles)
and they wonder why they keep bumping into walls.

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Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.

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