There’s a fat butterball in a sapphire sky as the words float away now forgotten the whys With the crane in the grass and her mate in the pond I suck love from the air as they sing of their bond Honeybees // dandelion chipmunks dig out their tunnels Robins run // then they stop…
Category: anapestic tetrameter
dVerse — MTB — No More Chocolate Before Bed
When the teats on the cows were so tight, and the balls on the bulls were just right; when the corn danced tango on the ass of a pig; when the rat consorted with the goat and then birthed ghoulish vermin, I woke! image: Joan Miró, “The Tilled Field” (1923) I love Dr. Seuss and…
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