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The thesis of the rat

On the pinnacle

of a warm landfill, it gnaws

Chef Boyardee's face

from a spent can

of pasta hoops. A few

still cling to the side

in thin sauce. It looks

like a slide of platelets

at 500X. That's what it takes

to sell here. Bend your name

like overdone spaghetti

into something that keeps.

A rat can choose

from the surreal balance

of what we called choice

and not mean too much.