quill your darlings


quill your darlings ( sgnilrad ruoy lliuq )

kiss the chin of trad-anon
candlemakers burnin’ on
quakers shaking, bakers rise
roses, clover, edelweiss
scribble in the sylphid air
with a tuffet as a chair
rubber chickens, gloves ‘n’ ducks
butter fingers, buttercups
butterflies in summer rain
peter piper’s pickled brain
in a jar beside the bed
where y’ rest the fuck of head
marbles, martians, martens, swifts
panting ants ‘n’ knicker twists
spinsters stuck up spindle trees
scratch a nap & ink of these