the seal called the 7th is made of steel;
the eyes of man w/o vision
gropes his way to the well &
there meets his old gf gone gray;
asking for a cup of cool water
in praise of pink pantaloons
at night when the moon is full
like a yellow smile; twin yolks
automatically forming two
nearly identical sisters; coming
in a twisters' orange winds
the twins emerge dropping
their sacks of fairy gold to the metal table