Imbibe brzek

words was 

Once 

A-living

When

we were 

Snorting zem

Like sex and coke 

Imbibe brzek 

Mote ungiven 

Kinda come a 

Tolly trope 

Magik in the 

Mist behidden 

Meaning thick as 

Munday musk

Fawns and satyrs 

caned and bidden

griefly don’t 

exist at night 

They are dead as 

Timber nails 

Rusted into 

Laurel myth 

Love as red as 

Baking gretchka 

Do not bite 

the rotten seed 

Words are wiley 

True and muely 

but conjecture 

Catastrophic 

Rode the pander’s

Bitter weeds

And I’ll morely 

Too come truly 

Like a newly 

Sewn on button

If you lead me

To the meadow

With your chanting 

And your pips. 

29/03/20

Pic - Arturchik!