Some Lady Watched it Waft About

Today the azure pasture of the sky

begat a fat blue bit of progeny:

ontogeny did not, in it, capitulate

to any known phylogeny –

it was a one-off, and a run-off –

a refracted accident of atmosphere.

Some lady watched it waft about,

decided that it wasn’t here.

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If You

You surely know more than you know

you know. Look how you glow! Oh,

but how delightful it would be

if you could tell it all to me.












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Join the Aquamarines!

Join the Aquamarines!

he thought he’d read, in print.

For that at least he qualified.

He took off in a sprint

stark naked down the avenue

to demonstrate the point.

The town was not at all amused.

With noses out of joint,

they locked him up summarily

and pocketed the key.

(In secrecy, they’ll let you in

to see him, for a fee.)

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