Whirlin the box

Teetered boatwise lie of long
Sly as caterpillar cry
Filled with doubt and promise
Resting compunction in river ryes
Twice as rhyme and short as wyse
Lyme rose earth light
Taffish rabbit sun pie
Hiding the aftermath rhyme
Soon as stealing time
Bleeding noses to fool
Blond lit blind
Drifting with the tripwires
Tired in the wintry sun
Gone by noon
Rafting by drafters
gnarling neurons
And the tired primes
True as the catfish wobble
Hounding hugs of wine
Justin the color of blind
Tween the tweed
Foodle the prime
Sugaring otherwise
Wasps drain flies sticking to moonlight
That forward backward cling
Sheet shouldered in
Shades lesson stars
Follow door sky
Whirlin the box
Justin the blind

Denis Streeter  12/27/14