bee a star


bee a star ( rats a eeb )

still the scree of green
weaving like a weevil’s nan
all is in between

catch a feathered drift
spin the morning’s hamster wheel
riddle middle’s rift

reel the rocking chair
rolling like a midland cob
hare the boxing air

gob a flight of phlegm
strolling england’s pheasant gland
ink of then & them

as the innards ring
nightly like a hag attack
see the pastures sing

buzz the stuff of lines
hum in summer’s swift decline
bumble on & shine

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