Contemporary poems
BEAUTY

The harder you stare at it,
the more it threatens to turn into the grotesque.

It's a baseball motion card.

He's in his stance:

Flick — He's swinging away.
Flick — He's back in his stance.

The trick is to hold it just right
so both are present — superimposed.

Then you flick it right then left — then in between again.

 

 

 

 

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