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Mercury catbird.

Magnesium tavern with a stream
of lavender bulbs winking lattice,
alligator squash, hand grenade fruit
plus alien assortment of leafy greens
all awaiting the pin to be pulled.
But no pin these days.  No pin pulled,
nothing of the kind.  No pin to be bitten.
No pin today.  No, sir.  Not today.


The last one didn't go as planned.

Someone learned outside the family photo.

Raccoon swallows a cataract moon.

Or something more sinister, dimensions
like slabs of ham banging every 17 billion years
or so, resurrecting our universe like a poker
hand or grunt of last angelic domino
face down in the tar pits of La Breya.

Perhaps accessories shops along Rodeo
Drive will milk the cow, but for all it's worth
a freight train stocked with Kansas cabbages
will screech its final sigh as a bloodshot sun
sets tomorrow behind the blazing barn forever.


Alan Britt, Reisterstown, Maryland



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