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Dr. M. interprets, definitively,
the language of domestic tabbies,
though other domestic languages
cannot be cracked…

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Footless Mary floats down the ramp
as the saucer glows and hums behind her,
awestruck observers slip deeper in the mud
by the weight of this vision…

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Strolling along the Lock shore, Mr. D.
and the watery head of a large monster
cruise at a collision’s pace…

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A woman skilled with her feet, born
w/o arms, notes: “I’m an atheist
that cannot forget the smell of brimstone…”