The colossus is hungry and his teeth are wooden
tree stumps. He growls. He is embarrassed
of his teeth. They look dirty. A bird tried
to nest in them one time.
The colossus gets no food, his teeth
take root and sprout until he can't close
his mouth and he's spitting out leaves
and he's spitting out loads of leaves.
His jaw snaps and he is crying and bleeding
and a forest is growing out of his mouth
so the mayor plants cherry blossoms.
He recently read an article in Newsweek
about a festival. He is already planning his own
and directing the colossus to the nice part of town.
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