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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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May 17, 2025  

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double mint gum

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Every cloud is just
a bit of gum
unchewed waiting
high below the feet
of God

We unjust sinners
hear the Word
like thunder rolling
as we bite off
a nibble of

moonlight,
belch the alphabet
in stars and night's
cool shadows

then, the sweet taste
of unrained love
bubble blown and
popping in a mess
on his silver face.
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