Rejection, part 1.

Thank you for submitting
to the requisite pressure met
by handshakes, stars and Stalin.
Together the eggs just googled out
their skins - repetition of themes
and motives sank an otherwise
respectful boat. Within the year
that tourism opened avant-garde
school, the jig was up and over
the moon. Take advantage of
that paper landing on your lunchbox -
there is only so much to take
or even comprehend. Despite
all signals to the contrary,
even the fitter pigeons proved
their puddings unsuccessful
submissions.