~ DE, BA UE

Is it the silly season . . .  yet?

Will it be putty in our hands?

Will the cow jump over the moon?

Will the dish run away with the spoon?

And if they do – will they spoon?

Will the poets have all the answers?

Or will they be locked away,

Babbling in their cages?

With the full moon in Virgo

(the only time this year)

Will that one crow,

Calling from the wood,

Find that second crow

And thus find joy?

Will the moon

(Cow compromised or not)


Be in the Seventh House?

Will darkness

Settle over the land

And stay?
 

“Tap tap
“Whoosh whoosh

“Tap tap

“Whoosh whoosh”


Is this thing on?

Are we there?

Oh, are we there yet?

~ DE. BA UE