grey day blues
molecule thy name
is yoga risky
vicissitude
wild rare
oceanic donkey
#first blood #first water
"unauthorized transfers flowing within me"
Roman sandals and sunset eyes maybe you
should get out more, zoo antics yield limited appeal
What if it was all Greek?
What if there was a crystal Parthenon in DC
with holographic gryllia trembling visibly
inside the columns, day of Choes[..]
A comely ship all arrayed
in wheels and garlands, and
youths dressed only
in goat hides and grape
leaves, and masks
of blood red thistles:
Goat Tea Poem
(for @SSSKELETOR)
Lazy comet
infinite spew
@mermaid_feet
so jelly
ancient and
new
as rapture
to a lamprey
#lacunae #ala lune' tunings
O Sir! O Sur!
your reading starts
with an insurance commercial.
please detour around ATLANTIS..
100% glass piano
like a dream buffalo wallowing
in Albert Ayler's Summertime,
I see those silver services float by,
but pack my mane with mud
and windy isles
mud mud
you are a mood's
name
nude's mane
bah humbug
pundits of wag
bah humbug
the way you gas
is a drag
cork surfboard
with only one pin
tiny green rubber frog
blague blague
ode to a sweet bleak runaway
hot sun rain coat
pistaccio leaf standard up
the blue
laurel forkings
Evan zaiwxsjeJbkqdus
that's a bit flatfooted for Flaubert..
How abou' An infinity of passion
can be contained in jus' one minute,
like an avalanche of tumbling apes
at a banquet.. see Salammbo
Does that constitute a form
of psychadelia for you?
Imagine Siva playing Go
using Mahjong tiles
of pressed tea.
let improvisation be your shield
o mantisknight, let your emblem
be the peach and mimosa trees
entwined before a conical lantern
like
Saturn sat down
in the desert
saguaro chin soul snowing
driving driving on thru the
purple storming night
ROYAL
jelly centaurs pulling
song chariots
hands holding
optical nerve reins
like feathered moth antennae
glittering glittering
ASPHODELIA
and by the side
of the road lay the ruins
of poems
clear green candied
skeletons packed in
camphor under fly's eyes
dolphin-skinned pyramid!
above the ocean's frame..
your shadow is a tinkling
chime snake ourobouri a
golden whip in a child's hand
It was the cactus, the last
cactus of the last Sultan.. and
the Cuckoo cries
from hanging boughs of calculus
jawbone starship rites
aqua dalmatian skies an
ode to a zebra-tongued
skin hawk just gliding
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