< tentacles lean towards me >
< as if they knew >
< their misfortune is mine >
< their ecstacy too >
< we are of the same blood >
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[the poet met the second peacock and
a cat that was once in his dream.
the two creatures ride,
side by side,
visible under the same shade of light.
it's either,
one or the other
an oscillator perhaps
better be a harmonic one,
if not simple -
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the boy and the girl,
the churches and the cathedrals
the stones and the steels
the faeces and the laces
the mermaids and the goblins
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he saw the light,
leaking from between the two
is it either or
or both and
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the peacock spreaded its tail and its color and texture too secure
like an old tale starting with the phrase "once upon a time"
a cup that never spills
a moon that never eats
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more importantly,
it moved its beak and the only sound coming out is that of a peacock
maybe he is expecting a duck after all
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and what happened to the cat
the cat
the cat and the poet looked into each others' eyes and waited
until it finished its latest dream,
in which he did not appear
and in silence it walked away
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and so concluded neither nor
the light was after all not the light
only a rebelious one that did not follow the law of snells
]