Elephants in Xinxiang

I met some elephants
in Xinxiang today,
alive as you and me.
Trunks swished into a shell,
they talked of dancing divas,
and men who would be king.
For a moment, my sanity
ran away with the flimsy sun.
I said nothing, and escaped
to my imagination.

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