sweet baby rat
(via @CrookedCosmos on twitter)
"You could call it a poem because it coalesces around something other than narrative."
hour of the COWL
still · as the bees OBEY
what disguise we WEAR
resume the zugzwang LYRE
& quaff that black MILK
in an age of cracked IRON
poet's oobleck LODE
MSM for the KNEE
snail in search of SALT
harrowing spice ASIA
thorn for the LION
collecting lunar TANS
day vends enough ROPE
heart of the gray OPAL
broad daylight a PALL
bury it many ELLS
(via via feuilleton)
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