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pda passion
love — a lunatic to the untrained eye —
(with us in front of public quorum
adhered like cicadas; we geetar-spry
in a way that intercepts the boredom)
legislates a scale — the fretboard of two steams:
(1) a quiet sun powering over placid pond.
(2) a quasar firing a lightning beam!
(which the latter, saved for private flaunt)
…& snappy birds — my! oh my! — those window spies!
you know, they gossip up the tenth symphony
about our modernist moves & glissando highs…
— because — — we’re worth the mentioning.