Lamentation

Your luxurious poetry
It is dying
Speak of favours
And savory bits
It is lying on the floor screaming
A pumping pile of cardio blossoms
All genuine and stop-gapped
Then, you dreamed of Jeanie
Now, Low Country and High Tea
You have teams, teeming
A dirigible with cameras
Flat scraped paper points
All facts for checkers and cheeks for pinch
All the ninjas gathered at a table
Coffee talk
Jazz Gideons
Loose Scoops
But heaven for Bhakti or previous pump house pages
You leave out of margin
The Sanskrit porcupines
Bathrooms in plastic boxes
Sinks made of bags and hose
Journey to a stool near a microphone
Ramble, old man talk
Spell nice and fluffy
Brevity is birthing jackrabbits
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9.4.13

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