To True A Wheel
I ran my bicycle smack dab into the backend of a parked Buick once
Carefully kept notes, maps, and charts strewn about Nia’s side of the library.
You said, Moonboots & spacesuits ain’t never made a man— True, however Nia said, Whosoever would be, alas, done already had at least one Muse clad in cowboy boots n’ denim.
I ran my bicycle smack dab into the backend of a parked Buick once
Mari, Mari the stars have gone out!
Please send us a thread…
Went shootin’ carp in the park with Cupid. O, Musie, what fun!
A word with no twig is a bird.
You said, Moonboots & spacesuits
ain’t never made a man— True, however
Nia said, Whosoever would be, alas,
done already had at least one
Muse clad in cowboy boots n’ denim
My father is the fisherman
Vassal of Poseidon’s tides
Older than Ulmo, older than Nereus
He is The Depths of the primordial seas
I shall de-
sire you of more acquaintance,
Good Master Cobweb…
Each with a 33
contrarily tucked under their curling tails
for the Quadrupling quarterstitch
So, Where is it then
My silvertine friend
She said to a raven
She said to a loon
Dear A.I., How many times may a mind like mine be safely blown because I blow my mind every day and I’m thinking about going back to school…