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shyspy Aug 2019
lungfish wallow in the sand
wait for the willowy fertile crescent
to change its course
snakes by a pyramid’s sphinx
there lotus grow papyrus scrolls
where stands a hippo
crocodiles are grim-eyed satchels
denial is not for you and I though
shyspy Aug 2019
The fly lit on a propellor of
a washerwoman whirligig
watched by a whisky sour wino
wearing a scratchy candied wig
he wondered about a wing-ding
under the comeuppance of rain
we struggle that way
you and I...
like ants burdened with twigs
close the door behind you
walk back in
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