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Dogslandia With apologies to Shelley and Vonnegut

I met a sailor from an antique shore
He told me this… “Out in the cold shallows
Where the pollution persists, a poor-
Ly built tower lies tumbled and hollow
Upon some rust and rocks, a slogan there
Where once a giant name, writ-large
Decrepit, now, if it ever was more and better,
A seawashed gaudy gold gilt plastic visage
Hideous and haughty, ‘I am Trump, the winner
And the best president for the economy
Where oil wells pumped, and dollars shimmered,
Look upon my amazing properties and praise me!
I was the best president; everyone says so!”‘
The lonely sea has swallowed all. So it goes.


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Dogslandia Sonnet #152

oh hard bitter rue, what became of you?

dishwater green, and dun-colored yellow blooms
aromatic oils to kill your neighbors for elbow room
left a rash when anyone tried to walk near you

eventually little golden pimples emerged as infections
they turned black and pulsated, living, growing
Until the little eggshell cracked, exposing
The servants of the rue, upon close inspection

The tiny things cleared out the foliage, made room
For new growth, and ate away other infections
The bigger, the prettier, striped golden white and blue
Ate skins when they cracked to make new skins
Chrysalis, and patience for the fruit of the rue:
Swallowtails soaring like velvet paintings that flew


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