ELEPHANTS

Amarantha Françoise Dyuaaxchs

Fragile and magical elephants
Loudly begin to appear
Largish and living firm
Silvery pachyderms
Elephants
Silently trumpeting distress
Racy and gracefully wierd
Over all under
The infinite thunder
Of elephants.
Why are they herding and weaving around in circles?
What are they compressing into the ground, calves, cows, bulls?
Sometimes when somebody frightens
Elephants react from fear
They trample and gore
And stampede
And your soul's freed
By elephants!



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