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Captcha Poetry by Chris Galvin

Eretorua
by Chris Galvin
 
Eretorua –somewhere in the land of the Māori
where I arrive with plans to birdel for a few days
I wander into the primal forest and azaib
the Osirko trees ’round me vimble maddeningly
 
Deeper into the woods I swashay
I do not fear these m3nasing trees
I carry a cloubb and I stride along the path
small cr8tres snarkle under my footfalls
 
I do not fear the wrsemelat farblx
nor do I hesitate when before me
an Y9brem rises, neckfolds whim-ering
I raise my cloubb and kamtr it hard
 
Zraacx! It hollers in agony but I
kamtr it again and again
the sting of the Y9brem is lethal
and I’ve still much to see in the forests of Eretorua

Photo: from Max Ernst, Une semaine de bonté (1934)

Posted on December 20th, 2011
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