A Midsummer Night's Glee
Chris Crittenden Chris Crittenden
whippoorwills commence to prate on topics illustrated by bats and sphinx moths; and a clown-like moon slants in fallen breeches. lightning bugs court whirligig silver kicked up by beetles on lunatic water; and frogs burp as if they had swallowed Pan's thyrsus. coyotes dirge like a barbers' octet, an owl spins its weird crick, and spiders jig their crazy legs like trampolinists. a goose speeds over like
what the f---
a meteor hurtles as if Orion had spit, and the stars decidedly take their wish and sleep on a cirrus.
―Night‘s Glee‖ By K. R. Copeland, 2010