Morbid effery from the monkeyed,
Luxurious as late night coffee with heavy cream.
All the crawfish fixing to get boiled.
Cloves of garlic
Resting on claws
Corrections to iterations
Deshelled and /de/tailed
Silver eyes against armor-alled all red
Whiskers a’faced to
Rampant mud and bug
With a dropped bouquet.
The slow crawl of the limited engagement
Leaves above my head.
Í will make you look up and remember the sky.
You forget your breath
You lose a life.
I forged injunctions
Duplicitous & with steely reinforcement.
The pleasure of the written word. Consummate.
The change in our handwriting over time.
Fingering out your new font
Of pen scratch.
And my rhythm dictates a tempo for our saraband.
You should always carry a handkerchief.
Cotton is fine. Print or naught.
It is not you that will use it
So remove from that top drawer.
A black rectangle
Framed in an indigo field. Ræching.
What do we know of destruction?
Or why the paper need be canary.
Elongation in enunciation is
Two blankets for the two ankles outside
Headed stones of fuzzy beasts
Atop footed cherrywood.
Vascular knotted circuitry
A slip of the hips,
a flick of fingers.
Full affront of the suites
Merely one of a sort of resorts available
To your privy.
The pluck of pages.
Should they dissuade?
Is it prey to the præter-?
They said some really mean things about some really mean people. What do you suppose that means?
Felled and befell.
Sometimes it is hard to tell an l from I from a 1.
But no one ever mentions this.
A notice noticed. Even if misunderstood.
I drank the coffee to stay
Sharp in my sleep.
I sleep with a steno
A sordid seizure of a hardened fruit pit.
Where countenance meets disposition.