Specks
by grimbeau
Still as farmyards
The last day of august goes
Out like a vagrant
Holding her father’s torch
Smiling knowingly
Write what you know
they said
I don’t know much
I replied
Smiling knowingly
The day pans out
It’s vast
How tiny are we
Specks
Smiling knowingly
I lingered. Read it once. Twice. One more time for good luck. Smiling knowingly (I think, maybe).
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This is a fractal!
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Mandelbrotchen!
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Lieber Mandelbrotleinchen!
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Vielen Dank!
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Ihre Sprachspiele sind wunderscoen. Ich danke dafuer.
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Genug, bitte. Genug. Tschuss!
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