Duck
It isn't ever
all green thought
in green shade,
is it? When even
a duck pivots
beak-down in
pursuit of the
succulent options
that tuck and
cling among the
dangling roots of
an emerald dream,
parts stay so
independent they seem
foreign. With the |
duck, for example,
the improbable
curl-peaked
eider island
that bobbles
above him.
Structure
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