(a book lost from public libraries) purports the best
camouflage lies in leaves (diagrammed in numerology
and order). It states: plant close to home and fodder
with stuffed animals lost in childhood. It admits
open bushes work as long as proper contortions
are performed (illustrated in the appendix). Those
highly trained in bushology achieve the ability to mimic
the sound of memory (chapter 4). The introduction
cautions: surveillance abuse leads to addiction, that bushes
will eject those hidden, make useless. Out of print
(photocopies—often incomplete—exist) first editions
line libraries of schools moved over seas, always over
the next sea. Those who know nothing of this art have seen
bushes. Masters in palm fronds twist into a lion eating
an alligator (as embossed on the cover). An essay on the theory
of the text claims commoners can sense being surveyed
by rolling back their eyes and standing like a bird

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This poem began as a sort of anti-meditation on meditation. I have yet to look for this text on the internet. And, of course, I love asparagus soup, which everyone should at least try.