transmission dynamics
fears AMASS
as our fond delusions MORPH
sharkbreath, moat's art, fever in the noösphere
oölite ARRAY
driving befire night's shadows have flown
call a heart a SPADE
not that death's
garden of unease has ever been SHYER
ask me about my idiolect
judge eaten by giant CRABS
but is it song-ironic
heart attack beat her failure RENAL
moonshine apertif
with ANISE
pallid blooms galloping as we wend between,
follies with hist'ry BASTE
his sole question whether to commit a book
further, in the SLEET
Vintage department store monorails.
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