ALL THE big fat birds swoop
into the specter of newscast past.
The end is a burst of COLOR--
species of Fly discovered? Caught, encased,
shown the evolutionary door.
Gods, dragons, free lunches--
these are like the eyeful of sky
I rarely catch but often try
to imagine, like starting a fire
with a spoon and a rock.
the sea no salvation
the umbrella no understanding
the restroom no respite
Gosh, it's bright outside.
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