frivelled abone

all the ducks were brawn
blinking moon in cans forlorn
the tacos gone
corn and guacamole
tribunal hot potatoes
lunch too soon
blistering chaos thereafter
horses seam in doctor unicorns
trusselling gunnysacks unpleasant dreams
suitcase fuels doctored empty
who controls, baker or taker
sordid show, the crap tables rise
strangers blow in dangerous faces
all in frivelled places
[oh frivelled is a word. no it isn't]
cotton bald, tulipped and grown
weeds in soury willows
twisted corners trace hides of narrow tides
raiding those improperly tied
altering blows and peeling spaniels
dressed in paper towels
drowned in spirit mask
know knot crown entrails
hug but don't embrace
drums of kicked up snow
pastures gnome and grown
gather undersea abodes
those abone enrapture flown
orange spreading rafters
postulating pastures labored toes
fights and screams each letter blown
hounds in snuffled shadows
all that winter spent
bottom down to up
some eraser fed
letters cross in words behind
puzzled left alone
nonsense in a different tune
frivelled brawn abone

denis streeter 11/19/17