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Once upon a time
there was a live chicken
in this poem.

There was a glacier
and a sailboat,
the Pacific Ocean

sloshing between stanzas,
and me like Adam
saying, "Here am I"

to God who was also
near.

~

words: Paul Hostovsky, (homepage)
image: Diana J. Wynne, California (The Daily Interface)

~

another displacement: Antiprayer, 11 (#9)