Under castles chocolates die
Crabs of fingers start to cry
Laughing loops of silvery blue
Into bats of fu manchu
Fields wandered river cries
Tuning meadows into thighs
Sinking capsules to the moon
Under twenty-one balloons
Laughing seagulls joined the storm
Litter boxes not the norm
Into creeks the shadows crept
Under moss where shackles slept
Large as bottles thick as skulls
Sanding seas to season gulls
Scamper hamper in the wind
Pampered parrot porter pinned
Large enough to seize your why
Under table saws of sky
Wandering where chocolates die
Tunes tommorrow never lie.
Denis Streeter 10/7/11
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