August 2012 – Page 14

there are fence posts with holes & loop wires, & clippers; slippers pass ‘thru, always to @ more

she’s siren on handle bar in but ‘ ‘ terscotch pleats, I’m too young & here only bells

peri pteros as if terrace in fact was not, is not a guarden to urn

empathy & euphony are twin, sympathy keeps distance from within, sis sweeps her rummage for a pin

susan has the flowers, those you know, samar has more kin down the road, the wings above are alphabets 3 hours long