Sharks are Immune to Cancer, a fact that is not True

At the fourth station

of the cross

Christ is offered to have

his tires changed.

He declines and loses

the derby.
Caesar stabbed

cries out

“etude, Brutus”

and the Roman

plays Chopin with fury.
The sound is sold in

a bottle at this

lovely souvenir stand.
Do tell them I sent you.
Poetry is like a dead dear.
Poetry is like a dead poet.

Wait, don’t leave, the guest

of horror is arriving

fashionably late.
In walks a Boulder wearing a tuxedo.
That’s not him.

A candle flickers as the shark from Jaws

travels through time.