Cluck Cluck Cluck

they walk a square
a cirle 
a point
and turn on the point
punctually halfway around
and halfway around again
they don't want to rest
on the ironing board
on the twelfth tray
they shorten the short
they elongate the long
they thin down the thin
and fatten the fat
they wall up clouds alive
they unroll bales of water
and sweep them
they peck the blue shingles from the lines
and cackle cluck cluck cluck
so that they may feel very wavy
and so that it may speak for no reason
under the undie
tick tock tick tock
like us clocks

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