Originally posted on The Zero Chronicles:
Zero, in love againjust like BerlinAnd Monte Carlo TodayA Blue ladyHand in hand with her flower blossom girlWalking down Orchard StreetWith their cool alley-cat strutRed flowering, blushing assassinsTwo sage womenUnder the last raysOf the Westering sun And Zero, in love againWalks in the reedsBy a quiet lakeTo the…
Monthly Archives: February 2013
Interlude
Well, to a truist, a mist opportunity engenders a tryst, ‘tho caution surmise by the byre the dual nature of surprise, expectation’s luck, Titania said anew to Ariel-Puck at a garden fence, that a weir did once amend in a woodland dense
Cord’s Ferry
should she have trusted a one-eyed man with a patch for a balloon ride, a river to cross too wide for a gondola and never a bridge, as wake a float hope & ravel mayhem & floe to the windswept pole, the while knot within woven rush through willowtip & scraps of blown birch
Wakan
travel a short month in old shoes on the wains’ road, lifting a moonbeam, as verge @ wheelspoke, wherever, from a margin, to unedg’d darkness, widens the breadth of farewell, the sash & jamb-latch, one song as measure a day from another uncertain hesitation more than an unknown
Baba’do’d
back two fore once more to the floor-bore on all fours no-1 intervenes over here from wear at the ceiling out of reach no-1 with a broom but they’re still asleep set in hairnets (by the soup) no-1 @ not knot
ayaladn 