space scifaiku poetry
Latitude 0
crowding the
space tether moorings —
black-eyed seabirds
creeping
down the spout
an itsy-bitsy spider
Dabo girl stares —
that's some
fistful of latinum
furboy with two backbones
catcalls
“Subvertebrate!”
Or, if you prefer, “eensy-weensy.” I guess it depends on
where you were raised.
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