why did the cloud cross the field?
because I don’t know how to swim in dead languages
to those travellers my beloved
looked otherworldly dressed in a simple grey skirt
the rabbit hops, the bourgeoisie exhibit fascist tendencies
when you said goodbye i asked
if it was for good & you said bye
later that year i called you
using a telephone, “the advertisement never blinks before its victim”
explain why you brush your teeth three times a day
because there are only so many days in a year
why did the field fear the cloud?
because previously it had been a sunny day