Some Conclusion
a bat in raspberry dusk
wrote a flurry of answers far too sane,
as its wings cartwheeled
to counter the measures
of every philosopher, orator
or preacher--
a batty flourish of voracious cursives
that doomed their blood-sucking bravado.
in joyful vectors,
the bat ventured beyond light,
airy of origin or omega,
eluding astronomy’s guess.
no logician could fathom
such a loopy loom of legerdemain,
even as truth reigned incontrovertible
in the sky.
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6/23/24
The title is in the style of, say, "That's some outfit you're wearing!"
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