houdini
as i sat one summer
and read
about the black-robed
judges,
the teachers, the grey-suited
administrators,
law-writers, spies
and film-makers,
the white-coated
industrial chemists
who kindly continued
in their posts
once the once-great
family firm
had been busted
for irregularities,
the wasp in the downturned
glass had vanished
through a slat
in the new garden table
to resume its feeding
on the fresh cherries.
by Alistair Noon
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Categories: Insecta
