the treasure chest underneath the waves
seaweed sprawling in the cold sun
treacherous carcass licks flies out of the tepid air
mist thick with blood and sweat, scorned
The Great Turtle greeted the Great Pumpkin
…but it was not Tremendous.
Ariel roar’d with flam’d amazement
credits to Billy S: no plagiarism
and sand washed across the sea-floor
and hands tossed pizza dough into the air
your words float and dance across the sky, the same color
as the turbulent sea with its gentle eye
Entonces un cuarteto.
cherubim under the thumb of sweet Jove
still-vexed wine spills on the white carpet
Prospero and Caliban toe-to-toe