Backwards

I ate with the snails for fasting begun
Backbone and strallop
Years before the hinter games
Hinter and thinter like some grappling in place
Spears and pillows play hide and go seek
Like the snails before
Backbone and strallop to the core
Dawning that magic before telling tales
And the winterforce of summer turns untoward
Tender morsels from the sun when the back goes out
Wishbone and ashes and strumpetting song
Ears to deer to back to bear
And all the bear deer can eat
Watching the propensities who never know
And the laughing gas porter on the side
Sunk sideways under the admiring mire
Script as scrolls can be but backwards
Caught in the timbrel rain
With the fasteners wet and the sweaters uptight
Laughing came unfringed
As the tender morsels lunged forward
Wishboning ashes and strumpetting song
Watching the propensities who never know
With the fasteners wet and the sweaters uptight
Spears and pillows play hide and go seek
All backbone and no strallop
And I ate with the snails for fasting begun.

Denis Streeter   11/3/12