Papa Flower
the ear is made of grass
glass stinkbugs
look like cellphones
in the mist
two orange flags
crossed over
sticky iroc z
two mangy harbinger
crows circling
Kroc sirocco
in old Morocco
crow six shooters
head down
in fetish wear
Papa Flower
in you lowing
loving you hugging you
giving you a tanned girl body
rhododendron Indian guns
the tree milk neighborhood
comes alive
minister of bikini windows
diagonal laser observatory
theater
we sit in jelly chairs
the warming solution
washes our golden nostril horns
charms
fall on thin cotton
babies with
hovering powder blue
yam paper ignition
we understand
the whole spectrum
of yogurt
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Irrony Observes The Earthing.