daftness barms
no alarm
of foolishness
a catapult away
drinking wine
a sashay
a trope
wanders sly
inbred with paint
on the horizon
felt a splash
deter a whale
out to sea
in a sieve
leaking a mountain
of grease
gas lit on empty
as you might expect
busy
in that ordinary way
business supplies
weighty
foster in rank
removing itching
from semaphores
dangerous banks
deck and ocean
not all bad
it's a place
where happiness
subsides
dungeons
are fakes
roadmaps
draw doors
let them in
rats on skewers
blistered things
grab my
petit fours
ounce our roundings
blank our ships
more to that
wide enough to go
traffic flow
gets in the way
guidance
sets you free
i don't know
i'm still here
drinking in me
sophomoric
teaching
turning gravestones
into flies
not sad so
busy overnight
chasing them out
set bed aflame
or not
wandered toes
fasten doors wide
toothpaste in
flour awry
and it goes
on
knows
on
until
it stops
denis streeter 7/11/21
