And I know there’s a supermoon out tonight
& all i have to do is go out and look
above the treetops
and exclaim, Wow! Wow
& the stone dog will be pissing on the pavers again
& Mad Meg reeling ’round the birdbath freaking out
the other chooks
& the thoughts in my blood skedaddle like a cat
over the page
& I can barely keep up
& I know I’m going to be crucified for what I say
but hey! it’s Easter, the season to be crucified
but a rebirth is coming, a renewal.
I just don’t know what it’s going to look like
on the other side
Perhaps a mirror image of this side?
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maybe you’re right; perhaps without the surrealist touches: they really unhinge me 🙂
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