Friday, April 2, 2010

825. THE VILLAGE OF ERSATZ

THE VILLAGE OF ERSATZ
Sable mushroom tree-bark branch;
flowers across the landscape, and a shed.
Looming, at the edge of the scene, a bell-tower,
a campanile, something which looks as if it
was there for five hundred years.
Of course, it wasn't. This entire
place was only groomed and
put together last year. Like
a fake wine in an ancient
flask, it's an easy trick,
until you ask.

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