following gulls

the feathered lion champion
walked for 10 years
along rue bonaparte
before returning
to its fungus state

the heart swells
with the message
of this plumed champion:

for art
for abscontrition

for its giving endlessly
unto the telling
of the truth

for who knows what a mushroom
must dream of
(wado and machedi?)
(mado and wachedi?)
when it walks along for decades
just outside number 31
outside the offices
of la plume

and you must not fear the seven days
even when all of consciousness
as we know it has become
this kmôhoûn
from the planet tkoukra