pickles-1512330-640x960We’re in quite a pickle,
here in the good ole U. S. of A.

Our body politic,
once a fresh firm cucumber,
has been swimming
in the green vinegar
of unlimited bribery
until well past sour.
We’re dissolving
in this marinade
of corporate money.
Rotten to our seeds.

Can a vegetable be unpickled?
We won’t know until we drain
the brine.


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2 Responses to Pickled

  1. Little Monster Girl says:

    Can an orange be pickled? 🤔😄

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