Poem: Ordered Correctly

paparazzi  know where to lookSomeone famous kissed another girl.

Someone fabulous tripped on a red carpet.

Someone infamous professes shame about her fellatiatic indiscretions.

And someone fantastically sexy is prepared to make “revealing” confessions (on a TV show).

Which is why almost no one will read this poem.

A poem about what doesn’t matter.

Like a country far away without oil.

Exhale with relief.

This arrangement, we’ve all come to understand gradually,

Is the way it ought to be.

Perfectly calibrated.

Ordered correctly.

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