The day quibbles intensity
climbing in a hot air balloon . . . belching symbols . . .
the same 32 symbols with few exceptions
scribbled by ancients on cave walls . . .
Your visions incubate playoffs
as odysseyites seek shelter
from misappropriations . . .
A free ride with Thanksgiving looms . . .
There is something about something, but . . .
the dumplings, ah, yes, the dumplings
continue to steam . . .
You return remarkably from your incision
into hubris which unchecked
could forego Chromebook's immensity . . .
Blueness strolls elsewhere
while a disaffected second assistant director
toggles a capacity
for resilience against despair . . .
He too will . . . eventually . . .
Rinsing your mouth after using a puffer
impresses a starlet known for her brake pad bails . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |