Waiting At The Race

Turtle lifting the
great black lace veil
away from my face

Next is the
shrouded universe
that shakes beneath it

What a fantastic un-reality
I have created indulging
sensory data

dating years back to
accentuate senses
making sense of what

the dark shade fades
being lifted. Wonder
how long it’ll take

Hope not very coz
if too long I tarry with nausea
I start to get anxious

waiting at these turtle
races which never seem to end
as mint juleps tend to do.

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