i will construct you
A bird will help you pronounce the sentences.
You must bear in mind
that the table of contents
will be warped by my madness
I will be borne by such consequences
You by other means.
a chance soliloquy a stolen honey
a dance of few words
acres of sad flowers
whose names were forgotten.
I am impatient to be gone.
Must you fiddle so with the words
it is not as if they need to be recalled
they have fallen haphazardly
crosswise across your palm
they become you.
I am as dry as the dead tree
where the birds with fierce eyes
roost,
by now you are quick and moist.
In a list
- shiny things and added jewels • next in list
- Autobiography containing Scattered thoughts • next in list
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I would like to know what you were doing in Cretaceous
where the lifeline of your palm was algae in a lake
the mind - volcano exfoliate
spat sulfur to invent a bird - your thoughts
crawling under scale
to built the word
...and your sight went hazard
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Well if someone described you as the cradle of poetry I would probably agree, the cradle of mankind you describe in this sounds very like a love divine. Of words, songs, poets and such. I do believe I sighed here Mr. Lute, yep, yep definitely sighing.
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In the once, once Neolithic
clay mixed muddy fossils,
some primordial adaptive
as a home for old Homo Habilis
who visits us now and forever
as only those Oldowan bones
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