of the apocalypse,
some future near or distant
when we have destroyed ourselves
be the cause nuclear or climate.
Ragged survivors stumbling upon the jagged ruins of this
day-glow fiberglass memorial
to forgotten Fairy Tales,
they'll shelter here and perhaps a cult will form
In worship of the Whale and the Wooden Boy-
A false society built on walking pigs
wolves in night dresses
and an overlarge blond girl
in a tiny house,
scavengers capering in the graveyard of 20th century children stories.
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