Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Crumble Weeps

Snivel torque and blends
The churn of fingers

The strangle browns
A smile on apple shores

The demand of transparent
Snorts, the huff of Damocles

Climbs weeds in the right
Order of cheese, sheep and heartache

Subsequent to drowning
The half you meant makes sweet plum tubing

From some switch bruised garment
Toward this ant hill

Blossom in a hankie,
In wave goodbye.

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