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Rashomonian Irregularities
by Bloce Kaibab

What? What?

The event:
A gentle, tingling wash of
small pleasures sweeps and
sweeps the skin of
a body I’m not supposed to
have.

The witnesses:
Is it
some canine attendant idly
wagging his lush tail in
response to tiny
divine treat from
some pellucid master
up there somwhere?
Or is it
that very entity rising
from a theistic bath and
showering drops of,
well, ambrosial rinse
downward just here?
Or, or or
is it seasonal merely
as some sun in planes, on
strings unguessed at
last moving springward
(as least for us, huh) and
casting warming rays where
yesterday was just
coldest darkness?