may all not drown what sail in this poem may its trees bear fruits as its nymphs blow flutes has it had the jabs? has it been chipped & tagged? can it find profound - ideally via nincompoop? maybe one candlemas this poem will get married or maybe it's gay - also legal nowadays & maybe it'll burn young or outlive the sun so good luck little wanker the beginning's just begun ...
Madness
the snails told me to run away…
eccles cakes & echo chambers april's tangents friends & strangers cobwebs & a minor splinter on the tip of my finger & the nineteen year winter threatenings of former-year's fears doe a female crocodile muntjac deer tears gobshite tapestries woven sporadically osperys are top-notch & spring's a charged battery ...
sheephaze
chuckling internal jokes electricity makes you float there are zeniths underground there are noises without sound phantom tangents ant digressions plastic antennae regressions frights of fancy interludes so keep the blinds down safe subdued ...
Woodland Warblings [bluwoo rephix]
(Author Notes: Looks alright on site)