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Could We Just Take Hints

 Captions daunt 

the magma we sip in participation with the transiting world tastes of flinging

the point of colloquy becomes jammed with yellow

squawking amongst bees creates assonance

a perfectly spelled word billows

throttles pounce mordantly

caskets fret full time 

doorways intone 

firmament represents bossy practicality 

practicality represents unleashed stone 

Jupiter remains a reflection

a box full of not-box starts again

flightless birds understand dance dogma 

a poem’s heady margins express dates of bravado 

rocks startle statues 

boon is still green

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