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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

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my love on wednesday

the smell of fresh loam
after a driving summer rain shower

under a rotting pine log
the centipedes run
as it's flipped over

the grubs move slowly
deliberately
towards dark safety.

a racoon crashes through a nearby shrub
but won't run too far
in hopes of dinner soon.
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