billyfivecrows

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1.

The composer of ends devised a session:
"An horizon biology, a delicious stone, a

Pool of streets, a drool of meets." Halfway
To the heart, the heavens turned around:

"Storage for the lawn, cabinets for
The creeks, cheeks full of wood, we

Should!" (The reluctance of measure
To mate a blossom to itself. The

Intensity of justice to outdrink
Paradise, the nice coast of

Prosthesis, meet us halfway...


2.

Scared to death the phone
Will drop me. Sacred to
Death, the life most free.

I admire the night
As it rubs against
The animal. I remind
The animal
To fight.

Putting in a major bid
For your time. Chopping

The notes into rhyme, waiting
On places to become faces
To mind, a mind

On time; oh, orderly book!

Is the meal of the world
Divine?


I describe
To deny

Everything....