11/28/2020

Espris de Corps

The troupe have only just now 

finished licking clean their plates 


for the spinning act the dancing bears 

have been working on to welcome 


the road-weary cedars to the big-top sky.


[LSS, 11/28/20]



The Snake in the Dark


The existential

will to communicate 

eating its own

glass tail.


[LSS, 11/28/20]

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