A Plague on Edison

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The ecosphere in Edison is whirring
whirring whirring and the air is thick
with clueless bugs. The sky is blurring blurring

blurring and the summer trees are purring.
Clumsy thumbs on plastic wings fall sick!
The ecosphere in Edison is whirring

whirring and the racket is inuring
us to flapping pratfalls of the quick
and clueless bugs. The sky is blurring blurring

blurring. Crusty sacks of gray are stirring.
Every crack becomes a flutter kick.
The ecosphere in Edison is whirring

whirring whirring whirring, words are slurring,
lips eliding, cars colliding. Flick
the clueless bugs! The sky is blurring blurring.

Seventeen forgotten years spent curing
in the silent dirt have come to dick.
The ecosphere in Edison is whirring.
With clueless bugs the sky is blurring blurring.

Metropark,
Edison, New Jersey
June 12, 2013

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