prigs paradise

never one in any way avuncular

a snuffling pig hunting me down

every chance he got

handcuffed me to the back of the sofa

so’s I couldn’t watch the tv

pulled my fingernails back

until I confessed to smoking

which I had yet decided to try

all he said to keep me in line

& the other turned a blind eye

though he had once helped

me to learn to read help me he claimed

to keep my snotty nose clean yet

invited confessions of everyday things

wanted me to tell him of my days

make reports back to the torturers

those with rules but no handkerchiefs

& the others were distant creatures

beasts wandering far off plains

whose only homilies seemed to be

honour your father & mother

do as your duty entails

meantime do as I say

not what I do

or else

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