June 30 Poem

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.

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