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The Tipi

Courtesy the National Gallery of Art. Public domain.

The derby flapped in the wind, as ’twas s’posed to. It needed to: it had steam to release.

In the core o’ the tipi raged a fire that ne’er slept, & whose splaying fringes pulled the turbines which pulled the other turbines, which pulled the other turbines, & so on, which spun the tipi’s wheels & pushed it onward.

& onward it had to go, if it wanted to continue being able to go @ all. On its skirt spread the shadows o’ its pursuant: the spike-studded yurt.

Originally Created:

2016 May 21


Hat, Racing, Tepee


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