U u u my heart
blest with music
mittens, trapezes
schnitzel with noodles
don't feel so
every highway
you go streams
of dreams
over swung by
swaying footbridge
dream ropes
dream river
dream fall
In the white birch grove
softly fall the tongues of
winter
greenly glow the catkins
Lunge for troves
the bull, how he paws
how he steams
how glints his brass ring
restless on the sill.
Dutch crost mice from
above
navagating a great
rolling hamster wheel.
through heav'n.
Polyphonal growling......................................
Full groan, thrall'd even
bending sevens
plucking dawn
deep fade the
the grey lady
tides of upon a
spruce wrought iron
and throne
flint kept.
Boom Chocka lacka
Boom tip top
tip top
under the sea,
freezer lockers
chained and rusting
swaying in tune with
ink tides and chalk dust
hills.
Chimneys on Rivoli
13 years ago
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