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Today feels like something Jules Verne wrote while drunk on Vin Mariani,

some secret addendum to Paris in the 20th Century.

Verne would be amused by today’s date.

It’s not just a palindrome but an ambigram, right?

Today Bezos and Musk whip around the earth in their phalluses

while the Russians stick it to Ukraine 

and the Chinese extend their belt and road to Taiwan.  

We can watch it all on Netflix.    


As for me I’m so happy to make it this far

upside down and backwards from where I thought I’d be

so far from Paris but about to extend

my membership in the Alliance Française d'Indianapolis.



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