Giza Geezer - Poem by Alexander Hawkins
A sequestered Sphinx
is just compacted silica
and yet here sobriety serenades
Shove a parasol in
and you have a mighty cocktail.
What follows? A saga
of burgers, bad teeth
and a botched heist.
You've got the gist of it now.
Heavy eyelids like Suns
carried on the heads of the immortals.
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