Most readers probably haven’t heard of Noxious Trimbody. His poetry isn’t for everyone, but you may enjoy this one:
A LUNAR CAST
We were lying under the moon
When we discovered a few things.
One was that chains dipped in ink
Remain chains dipped in ink.
A mouse times four (we found)
Makes a timely quadruplet;
And, all the while,
We knew to be incalculable
The vantage points of prams in clover.