Today's poem is by C.J. Sage
The Distant Future
When it happenssomething will
catapult the crumpled case histories.
`Real property,' crosshatchedwith games of Tic-Tac-Toe,
will break like old pavement.
I tell you now, triumph comeslike a heart transplant,
planned but long waitlisted.
Ragged thread of electric heartbeatscrackling, when it happens, a drop
of fat will fill the hole that's left.
Darwin's Tulips fringethe that-which-never-happened.
Squirrels, bulbsthe blight
advances. You can count on that.A mindless, simpleton blooming
ends, and the peonies take over,
pushing out their frilly little guts.
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from Conduit
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