in the lake with the clean creatures

by on March 10, 2022 :: 0 comments

I was printing in the dark
I was the salted egg

the clipping frog wears the crown
he’s as serious as a wheel within a wheel

we see the world of the funneling crows
we hear the frightening sounds of the cool hulk

the cloud of the forked fox
the soiled pot is an ancient camera

the pyramid here
that clinking sun

editors note:

A new eye on Nature in the clink, clink, clink… – mh clay

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