My Life in the Gush of Boasts

It seemed so impressive at the time
So thoroughly suffused with significance
That imitation of indigenous behavior
The profiles of the demoiselles
The enigmatic gesture
Its innate meaning lost
Spontaneous according to plan
The attempt despite itself
To avoid expulsion from light
By seeking crepuscular refuge

But we took up residence in the landfill
And made continents our kitchen midden
We decorate with detritus
The former umbrella its spokes all bent
The dresser of deal lacking the three glass knobs
The rinds of melon and pork belly
The Mosrite down from six strings to two
The timid peroration
In iambickish pentametroid

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