& behold,
amen, paprika, at beet o’clock
yam alarm, I croon into a sock
& the kaleido soup undresses &
belches sweet Morse code in celery
& yes, under moonlight, we mash
not potatoes, but banana
— Hugo Antonio Placer-Sanchez
I Found God Sleeping in the Oven, Covered in Jam
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