Some Conclusion
a bat in raspberry dusk
scribbled a flurry of answers,
far too sane as its wings cartwheeled
of philosophers, orators and preachers.
it was a batty flourish, for sure,
voracious of cursive,
one that doomed blood-sucking bravado.
as a revel without aim or height--
with an ease beyond affect,
the bat eluded any astronomer's guess.
no logician could fathom
such loopy legerdemain,
in its artful loom,
incontrovertible in the sky.
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4/23/26 ... gods help me...
6/23/24
The title is in the style of, say, "That's some outfit you're wearing!"

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