Daily Archives: December 3, 2012

maybe a tic, tack, or the wagon you tow, to light up the santa- capped cacti, how now the snow, do you ask, or hand me my mittens

we’ll tarry an orchard, comparin’ an apple to a pear; are fallen petals as fair, midair, ask a bard, her minstrel, his jongleur, who partner & regard an instep & leap as they are — shall I care — they are knot, troubadour, do I dare, uncertain while we card, by inch o’er the yardContinue reading “Hand Her A Fan”