An autumnal evening

quite mild yet misty

down by the riverbank

willow thought's wispy.




I wonder where the ducks have gone

& maybe I should too?

Are they on the Astral Plane?

Haven't gotta clue.




Maybe it's Duck Vanish Magic?

Maybe they turn into owls?

A-E-O-U-I-O-E-A

- fuck knows & pardon my vowels

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