It's Not Glamours Work

sew me up
as i lose my stuffing
my inner fiber
the demented dollar
even the peanut butter is melting
separating
in it's can
losing its sustainability
questioning it's moral ethic
even the peanut butter melts
and
and
the dye was cast

Dougal sat there, grinning, stupid wide mouth grin, town fool, town drunk, town crier.