365 Poems in 365 Days: Earoplane
The Earoplane. Does it fly? Does it listen?
When the rain falls on it, does it glisten?
Is it simply a result of a silly mistyping?
Or part of a fleet of drones sent to intercept skypeing?
An airfoil shape studded with ears.
I happen to think this a brilliant idea.
Sad to say, the earoplane, subject of number 327, is just a typo.
When the rain falls on it, does it glisten?
Is it simply a result of a silly mistyping?
Or part of a fleet of drones sent to intercept skypeing?
An airfoil shape studded with ears.
I happen to think this a brilliant idea.
Sad to say, the earoplane, subject of number 327, is just a typo.
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