By Thomas Page
A regent’s cape dyed
In the kings of the sea’s soma.
A crown is manmade.
Omnibus—For us
All. You must pay a fare for
The general will’s use.
A new snowflake is
Its own unique universe
Of shapes and slant lines.
Trace your finger ‘long
The sand. A wave washes it
Away. Draw again.
Herakles driven mad by
“Hera-noia” kills his own
Family. Labor!