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Sightings
I’m still in shock When someone asks, “Are these Thylacine pictures doctored?” Confetti confetti Better yet set a conference We’ve found the Yeti This sub isn’t ready, stay subbed Another grifter, book deal at the ready The comment section steadily Turns against him Text Seti Tell them suck it All their CERN-learning Bunch of Vernon…
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Congo Snake Picture
Been reading about it since a sprog, Strontium Dog days when I was eight Lying awake nights wondering is the Congo Snake picture real Remembering hearing about that on Arthur C Clarke’s Mysterious World A colonel from Belgium like an hero poked his camera out of the helicopter Managed to cop a photograph of something…
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Nights now the world is over
I’ll give to the bag for life It lasted longer than ninety percent of the people I met in my life Well worth it for the price Clouds like a 99 in a sunless sky, entry of a shadowed century Its sentry a wounded moon, sent here to keep us stationary These are nights now…
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A sense of subtext
Her swan hand banded with opal and topaz, straddled a gilt carafe Her neck like a pale giraffe emeralds green as glass glinting like egyptian caskets Elastics fasten her hair into exotic fashions, her architect an artist of passions Her tacit manner, a taciturn mná, she is hewn with many facets Even the bold are…
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Going out for messages after the world ends
Anthrax-tinged winds winnowing through nuke-bared trees Cold as the windowless, hissing like geese the burning steels Kissing her feet while the burning steals The world around us, even the ground dust Is dangerous, another mushrooming nighttime sunrise Demise of some great nation Violet light like an auric field around the stricken power station I can…
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