Fair tongue's armada
Hello Reader,
Today at our walk with my dog the skies were majestic..The clouds whirled and made a shape like there was a winged figure and sun was setting underneath those clouds...It was so strange and beautiful at the same time...
Moonday was heart attack free hopefully, but it was a hectic day...and I want to leave it at that...
Sow the lump-satin
vomit of yesterday
Bend annals of an urn to
serial blinking to shrinking
Fair tongue's armada
read your tonsil's light
impossible thinking
A Lucky Strike!
Gael curses smears'
neither love's cup nor fashion
scythe and sake
the fake pop-art mages
Enki keen in dawn's haze
dries the zealot's rein
under the sea and the land
brings food and water to
the ceremony of bringing of life
to the love's salvation
King H. Ironson
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