A sack of flesh,
thrown into the main rotor blade
of a news helicopter,
showers down onto the cheerful children.
A cleansing of conformity.
The family was tired of clowns
and their old fashion ways of entertainment.
To have a truly unforgettable event,
you have to escape your containment:
the morals and ethics of the world
will need a new arrangement.
Guts on the ground.
Hearts in your hair.
Come on everybody
It’s okay to stare.
This is a birthdaypartyforacannibal.
What was once acceptable
is rapidly devolving into taboo.
The slightest deviation will cancel you.
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