We've purposefully
failed to notice
your contraption, sir.
Why should we be
reliant on this
crater-jabbed rock?
We fear, sir,
your attraction, sir,
denies us our legs
in a place all-rights-
ours, sir. If we
don't have Albany
in our beltloops,
sir, this five-pence
fair you're holding—
then what we got,
sir, if not this
arms-length of
prop we've sieged,
sir, with our five-pence?
Author notes
The picture is "Papermoon 10" in stevechasmar's flickr:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/opiummuseum/912841328/in/set-72157606863890303/
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Comments
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this is fantastic! I haven"t been able to spend the time with these new paper moons to absorb them all fully yet but this is a wonderful treat to find that you have quite a collection built up with them. I think this was my favorite of them all in terms of the image itself and I"m really fascinated by the poem. Thank you.
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Y'know, I really love this poem. Enough said!
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