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We waltz round the fields
Our silo brimmed with gold grain Beneath harvest moon. Poor sighted possum Swift "soccer mom" minivan Converge on a point. Perched atop pine trees, Vigilant turkey vultures, Await the deer’s death. The Ferris wheel whirls The old carnie is revered Then falls in status With digitized soul, Instant gratification, An unworthy goal. Black rook with blue hue Clumsy slow in a gray sky The war is coming Moonrise on the moors, The Barn Owl’s nocturnal prey? A field mouse buffet. At the library The ragged tramp props a book Escapes winter's chill. The axiom's false He landed but not on feet The tabby went “splat!” The ancient keeper Achingly climbs spiral stairs Till his days are done. A nation in fear Relinquishes liberty Ordains Big Brother. Honeysuckle breeze Lightning bugs and moonlit leaves A fine night to die ![]()
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