They don’t seem a departure
from my daily enterprise.They’ve stumbled from
the same menagerie whose
swarming permutations
have produced innumerable
kindred creatures whose
evolving features I’ve
affectionately come to prize.
They look me in the eyes –
entire in their Irony and nuance:
phenomena I recognize.
Neither restive nor belligerent –
they do not look unwise. But
they’ve not one damned thing
to say. Guess I’ll go away.
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