The man with the squid
Has been abandoned
In the second house in
From the egg.
The egg that hovers
12 feet above the ground
And casts an agonizing light
On the dim soul of the two bit psychic.
Though perhaps, it’s he
Who won’t leave it alone.
The pilot light does its best to push against the sun
But, try as it might,
The night will eventually come to an end.
The checks and balances of life;
I’m sorry, Mr. Peacock but
there is no escaping the great exchange.
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