Tuesday, December 13, 2011

the loons...from the book / "there is a fly in my dingo-wombat"

the lake was calm
placid and still
the sun was rising
there was no wind
the lake was like glass
all was reflected perfectly
everything was peaceful
all but the loons
screaming obscenities at god
saying things like "fuck"
bashing their heads
against the rocks
and foaming at their mouths
those bastard loons
just would not get
with the plan

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