Goldilocks
an angel, who has disemboweled
his god,
now dines on the succulent innards.
Afterwards, much like the blue wolf,
he marks his territory
with two-thousand-tissue-thin years
of religious dogma.
In matters such as this,
being a simple man will not protect you
from a large, hungry bear
prowling your kitchen cupboards.
-- Alan Britt
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