Florid Orange

Nix the gray. We need
some florid orange
in the mix today.
Jerk the jewel

from the murk
and put it on display.
Not that the force
of an amphibious insidious

dim ambiguity does not
still rule, of course:
goes without saying.
But we’ve been

praying for a sign –
some fine ejaculating
head to pop up
from the cloudy brine –

some bright delusion
of delicious certainty.
Make it florid orange.
Make it look at me.

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