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Someone shot a sloth-
in time-lapse photography
Descending a tree
 with Charlie Chaplin movements
minus mustache,
its tail hooked over its arm like a walking stick

The eye never moved–
like a dancer's in pirouette,
sunlight flashing like a million paparazzi

Overcome by clouds-
a most un-sloth-like creature.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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