April's sun is streaming-pouring
giving all her warmth
to a planet, teaming with fools
rising to greet her
with the clamor
of birds
Kitty is twitching dreaming
of ornithoids
feathered play
and hollow bones
gravity bends the spring light
softly into a rounded arc
it is cool outside
there is withered fruit on the
apple tree
dark and red and small as cherries
clustered on the greening lawn
Sid Gateaux, Zen Syndicate
Intergalactic, People’s History Project, The Skein of Days, Big Sugar Buddha,
Observation, Reflection, April 1st
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