by Susan Supley
Paparazzi business plan
Gone to hell in a basket,
No one hides anymore.
All the walls made of glass
Every hero wears clay feet.
Wayward members beneath the miter
Threaten the Roman treasure.
No lines drawn to follow,
Nowhere for it to go, will find
A friend on Face Book
To tell the problem to, so
All can share opinions
Without solution or absolution
That might present an obligation
To do the right thing and spoil
Somebody’s fun in Farmville.
Susan Supley lives in Upstate New York. She is a retired nurse. Not having to work for a living, she can now live as a poet.
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