When God sleeps,
green birds flap wildly
over yesterday's seas
proving Einstein correct
in his interminable ramblings.
Mick Jagger quotes Shakespeare badly
to broken hearts hanging,
in musty caves lurking
beneath Lover's Leap
Atlantis arises,
reveals forbidden secrets;
What really killed the dinosaurs?
Was Garbo ever in love?
Did Rhett return to Scarlette?
Monroe finally tells--
Suicide or too many sleeping pills?
You and I clasp hands
claim tomorrow's kisses,
sent twenty-four hour delivery,
arrival time--today.
Pris Campbell
copyright 7/23/2001
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