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a small bug swam down
a dry pear peel
a pixel of life
a fruit fly that
wandered the wrinkled terrain
like a mars rover who
ganders obediently with his given
optics.
searching for the impact of
different, unknown,
comeliness, why it exists?
if it can be used somehow.

Alan Montes is a poet living in San Antonio TX. He has poetry forthcoming here and at burnt pine magazine.

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