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.