Monday, April 30, 2007

Caracul stairs, the way we all mistook
A zeroing long fiend for Curufin, all other

Flerds being equal; war on a second look
Beyond us. Greasy sun iron star all smother

Carbonaceous sea; the chymic feast
Absconds. That pesky waiver is all heart.

And mild caracul stains attend the guest
Deejay of iced vinyl agonies, all part

Of Fimbul Meltdown now. Who would not love
Their moment in the headlights, grief all me?

Caracul bald is where the vultures move
To vulture jazz, checkerboards all unworthy. [thee]

I plant surprises in this midden site [sight]:
Halcyon turquoise death, and all delight.

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Blogger michael said...

endwords of shakespeare 47.

m.

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