Look how fast the tenth rose waning for the death throes, throw me to the wolf flow throws off too many wolves, snuggle up with lug guns, pick your venom ivy violence rapid nihil-ilist convinced entropy waxes to the moon in silent soliquy (not soliloquy), take me ‘cross the river rend, I’ll make tea toContinue reading “Throw me to the Wolves”
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Fairy Dairy, Fairly Vicious
Fairy dairy, fairly vicious vegetations and blaze. Very scary, barely delicious dedications can’t phase me. So I will grow out of the enchanted golden grove where tiny goats on ladybug back roam, to one day tease my tongue over the spiny mountainsides of gumball earth wadding my yawning mouth. *** find my published novel atContinue reading “Fairy Dairy, Fairly Vicious”
Frage Stight
Maneuver a bull on the stage, lime lights seeing red read your lines in a dizzy haze black out cue the narrator: the popsicle obstacle went on a journey in this journal, where Brother Blood meets Mother Mud is when Jose complains no way he’ll crochet, sodadoughs are almost palindromic but yikes the lemon lightContinue reading “Frage Stight”
Silly humility/frogs in the water
silly humility got me like frogs in the water blinking black soggy eyes, silly humility got me an illusion
Alphabet Stewp
Allazia ate my allergy Beatrice bit my bee Carlos cut clean cells and I learnt my abc’s like an xqz: a for apple and ape c for copper cents k for knee and s for snake plus is but you already knew this I mean uu olredee noo qis and yeah we have spare lettersContinue reading “Alphabet Stewp”
Raw under the Water
It’s brutal out there–take a clue for the kooky kids, a guide for the wild life, open up a minds to a mysteries sky; do you feel the eyes of how they perceive you molding your skin to the mask of your hide,
Bad Apples/Puns
If you threw your phone across the room, well, that apple’s phlone, far from the tree, with its smelly feet, you know I gotta rhyme feet with feat and be proud of that feat
Snap Apple Alfalfa Flappa
“Ew” faces look like wrinkly lettuce leaves,
or so some omnivorous rabbits say, a baby’s eyes seen sideways seem like button holes, or so some sleepy dreams claim, but even in the waking world they breathe
If a word exists, you were not the first one to say it,
So let me be the first to say, Happy San Paddywack Dia, alleft, now get a gerbilish move on, a crouton meets Charon, a Pluto meets Pharaoh, go grab that batter thingy kerbober or we’ll go zeroely conbotcher, take that, you’re a piddly puff, a pinky pie, fztcrack the bamclack and ripreronrahroo. Oh, it’s easyContinue reading “If a word exists, you were not the first one to say it,”
Bury a Berry (nonsense dreams)
bury a berry in the blurry blue barrens, let it blossom tonight. In your sleep, grow Roanoke the lost colony grow rowan, oak to shroud it in mystery grow an old oak to remember go row a boat to escape december chasing happily ever after a tirade of tears and laughter. – bury a blueberryContinue reading “Bury a Berry (nonsense dreams)”
Jordyn Saelor 