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17 February 2009

Coypond



We let our moats be filled
with all sorts of animalistic Koi,
orange-and-white-and-
fuck-me-right-there


like sex-whispers exposed as colorful fish
practically milking the moment
enjoy the fountain, mind the sunset
they say, listening: this is a moment shared

with the sun-setters underwater
secretly ruling their own palatial world
which we see only as a rice paddy
or a conveniently picturesque pond.

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