plundering the skyline

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the blocks fell before the towns began
shifting up ashes in floats of fun
the derigery dressed in cow dung for the occasion
more than one dress and collar at a time
weeding was tricky for next revolution
code was out of order and solutions benign
so was the number nine
dressing up pools in shelters of crime
lifting tadpole from one stool to the next
addressophobia dusted the mill in peaches of pie
there was no digressing the matter.  speed for lapsed tongue
all the alphabets were dead ere one.  waiting for the tadpole benefit
scholars dressed in cartoons waiting for the apocalypse
migrating from mitigation those striped shadowed shoes
more for less when the steeples were chasing
words reappeared, some imaginary real
were became ere from I don't know where
the tongues were crossed from some senseless revolution
wrapped behind the neck where the toadstools lie
ginger and garlic spread their flavors
hunting for carnivores of institution
found politics instead.  the wigs have it
wandering the wings as if there's something to do
forfeiture and wingdangdoodle
at least one word is real
in this half in half world.

denis streeter   10/24/16

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the blocks fell before the towns began
shifting up ashes in floating fun
the derigery dresses cow dung for the occasion
less one dress and collar at a time
tricky weeding revolution
code ng solutions benign
as are the numbers nein
all the alphabets were dead ere one.
scholars dressed as tadpoles waiting on the apocalypse
mitigating migration in striped shadowed shoes
more for less in the steeple chase
words reappear, imagined and real
tongue crossed senseless eden
raptured next to toadstools lie
garlic and ginger spread their favors
hunting up carnivores the wigs habit
wandering the wings for someone to do
forfeiting wingdangdoodle
for the real
not that whirl.

denis streeter   10/24/16