Tuesday, 31 March 2020

Sleep




Might as long you 
full velocity 
all my pardon’ble
ferocity 
Might as throw me 
Under your bus 
Murder too gentle 
Stab of a life 
Might as love you 
Under a bridge 
Like a tattoo 
Deeply knitted 
Furrow hot 
Didgeridoo 
Might as live it 
‘Till it comes true
Then forgive it
Like oblivion 
Around the earth 
I’ll put a girdle 
Crushing grapes
Ferment n curdle
What’s it worth 
My delicate sprite 
After the summer 
After the summer 
What’s it worth 
My fallen apple 
After the summer 
Season of mist.

4/11/19 4am.



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