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PI'S REQUEST... Streaming from the vena cava, these words fill the atrium of my heart, drip off this wound onto the surface, between cracks in the sidewalk, and pulse throughout earth's chamber, these few words: Volume equals four/thirds Pi(r) squared. ......... *=---__.. *=---__.. more comets in the forecast, look, their tails displaying poetic sparks: *=---__.. Cradled in clouds, the new born moon sways. *=---__.. Puddles at night- stars floating in a small sky. *=---__.. Street lamp glows, s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g pine needle shadows. *=---__.. Ripe orange, a fruit fly's world. *=---__.. Toting crumbs, single file, from our picnic to theirs- ants at ants smile. *=---__.. Breaking wave~ the little boy covers his wet bed. *=---;__ In darkness, waiting for the firefly to enlighten us. *=---;__ . ... (EL Soodak)