Beneath us rock stretches and folds like toffee.
A bracken frond unfurls. A tadpole hides
beneath a lilypad. Within the window
of an aeroplane a film of condensation
glitters. A glacier scrapes across a rock.
In someone’s ear the wobbles of a magnet
turn electricity to funk. A krait
splits its own skin. A girl stroking a cat
sparks static. Kimchee softens and sours.
Salt forms on a drying swimmer’s back.
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meh.
Salmon throw themselves upriver
hurrying to die.
The cones upon the pine trees shiver
at the spirit thrusting by.
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another short one, I’m afraid.
There was a young golfer from Troon
Who wanted to play on the moon
To his horror he found
When he started his round
That he kept hooking his drives.
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I was kind of tired yesterday. So this is late and silly.