Monkey B/a/r/s/
A bold smoke bomb explodes
in the twilight sky
showering, slow
kaleidoscope kisses
spilling, splattering wishes
for the hungry, hollow human eye;
It awakens from its
submerged, seasoned sleep,
swelling from pits
of dark, damp disregard---
Consciously crawling! Bombard
its buried bubble, butting the b/a/r/s/
The orb absorbs, perceives
the gaudy garnish
glow and receives
a merry memory:
Mount^i^n^g a sanctuary,
to see the sunset, the sky’s sad smile.
Spooky silhouettes scrape
the dusky-dying
day, while it rapes
the forgotten fun-filled
eves. The limbs, the boughs that peel
back, where one can swing, seesaw, or sway.
Unconcerned, unconscious
of the springtime scene,
subconsciously
scared of shutting out these
escapades. Memory flees
fast! Falling down! Forgetting---dark d*a*w*n*s*
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