Friday, September 22, 2017

fey wee klang

they are not skies
but the hulls whose exchange
must keep the kith
to kelp
and separate
as if gold to well
were mouth to cloud
and the high clear bone
of transparent tone
were the rope that failed
the line
so that its airy brain of hose
could cast the murk
of a paw more radical
than the ack
am dim

say mire
say mad
say chewed its shimmy
to gush
in shem

all gold by one to
magma valhala puma

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