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Clouds Mistaken for Nearby Clouds

You could resist a melody

but who will be killed

if one just appears,

as a moon in daylight might.

If I believed in god

I’d thank it for making

irony: tiny neon frogs

and baroque jellyfish

so beautiful they can

go ahead and kill you

without even having

to feel like it.

Hush, everyone

screaming down there,

we can’t hear the new

album everyone loves,

you have to be serious

all the time or else

everyone dies. Well,

from They Don’t Kill You Because They’re Hungry, They Kill You Because They’re FullFind it in the library

Copyright © 2014 Mark Bibbins
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on behalf of Copper Canyon Press.

Published in Mark Bibbins Poems

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