Tally Ho!


Two weeks in the wild & the beanstalk
returns to seed. Troop ahead, even if
Toucan Sam squashes the fecund
fruits of labor’s lost. Week three,
microscopic crabs have colonized
yr pantaloons. Oops, you’re tardy
for the pitfall. Shanghai the creature
tunnel through the tiles 
of ferns.  A rattle of jewels waits
inside a teal gourd for the shiv
teeth of yellow rats.  Phantom 
colonial gets lost amidst the pineapples
& flytraps.  Sir Nobody runs the tse tse
maze for the nth time, fevered 
& dulcet, swatting moths with 
a riding crop you bought but never used.

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