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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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my love on saturday

A hundred flashes of white lightning
cascading through the summer heat
and booming with the authority
of the rage of long dead gods.

Memories of stars exploded and forgotten
by men, no perpatrated like mortal sin
in electric clarity and precision

Once, twice, thrice and more
until fear, excitement, and desperation
replace the serenity of raindrops
and gray clouds.
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