the leap into Nothingness
for only there
do blueberry frigates drift
through oats and milk
a blue square from a pack of rolling papers
Blue
Square
source of all Art that
ever was or ever will be.
Outside the world of
the electrified frog lying on a slab
in high school biology
(back when apple blossom clouds
drifted through the air)
the legs jump
although it's dead!
Just like me
except Now
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