cryptozoology

by dm gillis

hey all you animals convinced you’re extinct
now hoodwinkingly nocturnal or parallel to the highway
near the interchange where only hitchhikers are witness
but no one believes them because they’re hitchhikers

jump up and make Darwin a chump
dance on the lip of my aunty’s teacup
and make her go, Gracious!

but don’t be swallowed with the butter tarts
don’t be a riot in the old girl’s belly
or they’ll posit yet another theory
and we’ll have to do
the whole damn thing over again

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