So to retaliate, a fragrant see
perhaps would fascinate her majesty.
A woman’s mouth could serve, as a green park
and every single nerve, then be a spark.
So let us plant within, row after row
above her doublechin, a Mistletow.
And plant I did inside, green thumb in cheek
followed the garden guide, its doublespeak
Dutch tulips, pink and blue, a single rose
next day a runner grew, out through her nose.
quite comfortably.His cheek was pushedagainst a torn off pieceof flesh, still bleeding.There was no time,no will to shudderin disgust or fear of death.His fading eyesdid followthe dance from lofty heightsof one well-wrinkledHuckleberry leaf.And when it landed,silently,and unobtrusive,his eyes had closed,with a small touchof happinessand just a hintof his mischievous smile.For one last time.
believed by dummies.Mass medication,poisoning without consentpurely for profit.
Push, push, wild shadows near the tush.Squeeze, squeeze, alveoli now wheeze.Flood, flood, it feels like pleasant mud.Numb gum, it’s Sirens when we come.Sink, sink, we’ll end up in the drink.
then God had called for him to passhis cheek, the colour of a peachhad trembled, covering acrylichis nose, now pinched and with a soundthat was both frightful and idyllichis life now fading, losing ground.The glass still stands there, to this dayshe wipes there, weekly, for the dust.It is engraved, reads ‘Love You, Ray’,he was a…
and pointed to the special cards,three ninety-five,a hint of chocolateand lines to fillwith sweet and loving words.Can I, so asked a ladhave more than one,or would this be conceit,you as the Postmasterwould be the one to know.Of course, my boyI let you have a dozen cardsfor thirty, add the stampsand you’ll be out a fiftyand…
only skinny warriors apply,though all, even the fat oneswere in awe over the very thought,the idea which had been hatchedduring morning tea; what if,someone had uttered, what ifthey could go in sight unseen,armed, of course and dangerous?The bailiff had, a cautious man,said no one checks the mouth,a gift horse is just that, but hey,some morons…
