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Saturday 10 December 2016

A. G. PASQUELLA (Toronto)


Yonder lies The Pyramid
on top of another pyramid
under an ocean of ash.

Freedom tasted terrible.
Uncle Sam didn’t want you after all.
Cookie Monster was deported,
knife still twanging in his back.

Ill-met, my friends, ill-met.
Nurses in bikinis
gasp as Leviathan rises from the deep.

Demons blow dandelions.
Igloos melt; we mortgage the puddles.
Cookie Monster dies in exile.
Kermit-skin coats crackle in the bonfire.

Weathermen weep; The Pyramid burns
as Leviathan
dumbs out the lights.

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