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“what inspires you to write
such indiscriminate indiscretions
like that?” he speaks to himself 
and thinks 

not long 
without thinking,
unnaturally he feels,
something, so
 
he promptly writes 
it all down 
without a further
doo-diddley-day

there you go 
a muse 

the muse amused
reads his take on it all
and up her mind goes,
the ride, like a pole 

flags, waving
checkered, 
black and white,
racing all the way

up and down
down and up 
the rollercoaster thrill
of it all

jack was planting seeds
for his bean stalking tour 
counting the footsteps 
along the imprinting way

she wasn't eating
her curds and whey

you have to be quick 
like you know, 
nimble
sometimes

she galumphs
naturally 
unnaturally
across the page 

burlesque,
headlights 
turned on, full beam, 
delivering the splits

smiling 
for laughs,
the laughs, 
always splitting the mix

can-can 
she thinks,
masked, yet best
in tap dance shoes

nakedly 
confronting
fingers tapping
minds pointing

un-a-mused
qué más se puede pedir
Spanish for those untouched 
uber tall flaming flamingoes

que puis-je dire
French kissed
all the way
for the les enfants terrible

a - mused
fearlessly venturing
forward
for more

let them go, 
the others
waltzing Old Time 
away, out the door

'tis better
elemental 
she feels
the win-win

can-can 
she thinks
and smiles
amused  

indiscreetly 
not 
turning
away

win-win
she smiles 
a full-wattage
salute

can-can 

She
thinks,
begin 
the beguine

indiscreetly 
not 
turning
away




Candide Diderot. ‘24

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