Leaning lamp eyes groan
rapturous insects
hover-
lewd fierce squirming clouds
out of the malignant dark
beneath the fetid glow
a pile
a shape
smokey
rumpled
rags
crumpled dumped
those
steely lean eyes
now satedly snoozing
under
crispy
quarrelsome
newspapers
the
rapturous insects
hover-
lewd fierce squirming clouds
out of the malignant dark
beneath the fetid glow
a pile
a shape
smokey
rumpled
rags
crumpled dumped
those
steely lean eyes
now satedly snoozing
under
crispy
quarrelsome
newspapers
the
jarring
percussion
of
brown bagged bottles
ended...
sentinels...
their
mouths
now
an empty
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leaning lamp eyes groan
rapturous insects
hover-
lewd fierce squirming clouds
out of the malignant dark
leaning lamp eyes groan
rapturous insects
hover-
lewd fierce squirming clouds
out of the malignant dark
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4 comments:
Thank you Mugwomp
I love the sounds - you just have to read this poem aloud (despite my complaining boss at the next desk)
LOL, thank you!
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