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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

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not far from the heat of geysers

the sincerity of the soft petals
startled me
as I stared at a pink flower
on the ground by a bison's hoof

morning sunlight washed it in gold
but the truth remained
for a few seconds until his two thousand pounds
crushed her into the dirt.

i wonder if you can forgive me that.


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