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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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tasting immortality

... rough draft for sure.
Paint me with oils
dye my hair purple
like dark grapes

sketch my life
gingerly, a sip at a time
as if it's difficult  to grow
me anywhere,
even in your heart
or on the sidewalk in watercolor

when the first rain
washes away
anything I meant

after that,
if you taste my dark cherry
humor in the Pinot Noir

or see the shades
of my eyes in the meaning
of some taste of steak
nibbled by le Seine

C'est magnifique --
Je suis vivant.



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