# But Could You?

**But Could You?**

I blurred at once the map of humdrum,

by splashing colours like a potion;

I showed upon the dish of jelly

the slanted cheekbones of the ocean.

Upon the scales of metal fishes

I read the new lips’ attitude.

But could you

now

perform a nocturne

Just playing on a drainpipe flute?

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