moss to us is felt
the mushrooms and damsel flies but
the cucurbits in the key meadows make
are peanut butter and of wings believe the life of
jelly sandwiches that buzz desert wiles every moment once
while we laugh unlike moths when the beasts must end
like little brats who cannot be at rest
people ask hover and only flap
us why this is
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Very cool.
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