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*oily black duck ("2017")

no one has their shit together at this passover seder
everything is all wrong, everyone is standing
not sitting let alone reclining, everyone is chatting

this year's plague* is just my right height
I notice I am the only one with blood on my pinky
and so I dramatically drop some onto a cocktail napkin

2017 comes too close to me and so I run into the woods
it's still winter, tiles of hard snow checker the ground
I drop the wine, the blood, all my joy red around my feet

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