the truth about amber


the truth about amber  (  rebma tuoba hturt eht  )

softer than smoke

shades of a shadow

phantoms & mirrors

swims in the rivers

snores in her sleep

barks at the hoover

partial to carrots

apples or biscuits

tail in a spin

roving in clover

sinks in the village

yarns on a snark hunt

fodder for weasels

witches & bitches

smothered in bullshit

but wouldn't say boo

to a goose