Stars thicken the night.Earth teaming with insects.Breathe in the midst of might.You have been taking in rejects. Battered and bruised the fight.Was it worth our…
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It hurts to bite your taleEven if you’re a snail. How do you know?I’m not the snow. One has a shellThe other a design. I…
Comments closedI can’t see it. In other words I don’t.Let me be because I won’t.What is it about absolutes that rant?The positive and the negative in…
Comments closedI keep searching for it. That special line if you please.One I won’t have to look for. Gentle but not out of sightlike an oyster…
Comments closedI have nothing to say.Let me hang over a cough drop.My words can’t conveyhiccupping after a hop. Tomorrow’s another day.What fun it is to think.Hit…
Comments closedSome kind of growth asleep.They’re seedy as they glow.Then suddenly they leapat anything we know. Now maybe it’s not that bad.Orders from stars don’t grow.We’re…
Comments closedI wanted to go to sleep early last nighteven though it was the 4th of July.I know all about that infamous date.What it means to…
Comments closedI was dog tired until I bit you.That raised a few brows out of the blue.I barked at my boss, that jowly mutwho slobbers all…
Comments closedLook around for the odd.Make it wade through the Old Sod:Is that a crocodile in the air?No it’s my nose in your hair.That skunk is…
Comments closedWhoever invented the clip had me in mind.Papers flying all over need to settle and bind.Birds of a feather may stick together but I’ma pig…
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