who knew she misqueues ‘there’s an urban world for that…’ absurd tomcat who’s more fortunate he last night than abroad daylight what time the iceman sits on a milk can too removed a false eyelash… note their frozen glance
Category Archives: Poetry
Seven Eaves
under the lintel below a transom with his lentils & so handsome she’ll have fore him an answer to & that shall do
Cawlin’s Ford
Oh, a lizard brain’s as good a useless machine when the kitchen’s clean now-1 enters in although as little lit & oftener more on as arock a chair so-la-lollin’ to herself never far a home
III XIII XIII.Was
kismet as handshook assignation understood robe hem an obi & delegated to Brhad…’Our own ya can on reconnaissance… & that’s all…’, he said, ‘as jnani be good to seed…’ maid @ Two Flowers
dots awl byknoll
…org o’er…com ‘tho its knot backward note one @net butterflies well-known.let’s-go zoomin…@mor’apt’rd spectrums db no-breadth@timeso unaware their-our ghost seas &less urgency