him: as if he was pouring hot cocoa out of his mouth that's how he spoke brazen king of his own sandbox deadly poisons in his pockets worn out armor of conceit her: trivial bohemian from the ante-delusion era copper trash can in a witch’s hat bleeding in heart tin heart thin tin tinkering: tin-feelings-blood musically-minded-mindful-full-moon over her head full of excuses why not she travels only by hot air balloon not to put her foot on the landscape below filled with cheese and bacon half-eaten by rats him: flakes of dead skin on her lawn that’s the extent of his presence rotten to the bone bearwolf trickandtreat done and gone them: always say never hence and forthwith lethal poetry legally breaking chains of time their words are screwdrivers and hammers unknowingly, they call for a chainsaw from heaven to break the stern poverty of their thoughts him: misheard and mishugged if you can imagine that disturbed by a somewhat familiar theme wild s...
Posts
