Perfect worlds
defy the expectations
of perfect fools.
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Like a cricket in tall grass foretelling fall
the alarm chirps staccato:
the harps begin
'good morning', mutters the bird and
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It is what the fortune teller, practicing so long
Sees in your palm:
The invisible, made visible
Stretched between pinky and thumb
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He squats on the tarmac
nose a bit flat
joints a little big
from walkin' fro and back.
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Different but the same
different but the same
Different but the same
different but the same
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When he starts to think
a peasant leaves earth behind
and becomes a poet.
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A poet ponders
what peasants view cor-
rect but cannot reason through.
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The soused bear sat on a ledge mid-river.
the cold, green waves frothed around the rock.
squat on the ledge, its legs formed a wet, furry V.
salmon shot about it like drones from below.
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