Curse of the Cult of Personality

A door-to-door
salesman who sells doors,
he can’t hang on

a gate without
walls or a fence
to give it purpose. He swings

on bars
parallel to nothing
anyone can see. But he does,

and it’s hinged
in brass. And
he won’t stop there.

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