existential love seat

by Patrick Doyle

hunting in the trees
of Maine in 1969,
a psychedelic
phenomenon would launch
itself like
a pinetree version of
NASA:
a curious little owl would appear on
the tree branch
and if you stuck your finger
out like an existential
love seat, they would teleport
onto you and their eyes
would appear to be dinnerplates of life.

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