Folks, we have a surprise—
In and out of existence—
Lighting up the audience with a lunar bag
Of Cheetos, the full moon, riding
High in the bag, floated
And buffeted its way
Slowly.
With strands of white
it disappeared.
The back of his neck was lit up
Like a ghost and rose up like watermelon
And cabbage that was for sale.
Parrhasius processed slowly the mechanisms
Of disappearance known to the trees.
Zeuxis, the finalist, envisioned them
Red or orange stripes on black.
They were probably manipulation.