Trio Of Oddments - Poem by Diane Hine
I saw a line of footprints,
unswerving and forward pointing.
Every third left and right
impression was lightly stressed.
I think the walker was waltzing.
Once, during a tropical sojourn,
I picked lice from a child’s long hair.
Their bodies burst with a gratifying click
between my thumbnail and fingernail.
Chimps eat them but I didn’t.
I guesstimate that
the Milky Way’s dark matter halo,
in which we’re rapt, is equivalent in mass
to several hundred tredecillion
vacuous squid ink squirts.
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tredecillion = 10^42
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