a letter from the torso of sublime
foliage blue
through periscope of chards own Halloween;
through the powder of an eye
came fossil fuelled as spite with fingers crossed
through Star Anise
to the wonders of a superficial lie;
anecdotes from the pages of a curse
nurse-maid to modern age of classic verse
rings dead the neck of one less passive year.
last post for humanoid to rattle-snake
a chorus steeped in history and breath
between the lines
biodiverse in a crowd one million strong
as sings one puppeteers untimely death;
where cuts the blade of grass
so shall I sleep
as shallow as a love-torn calf on heat
bandaged head to toe
in bondage-meat;
up to my ass in brambles
the thickets with their soft and gentle thighs.
I shall sing for them a love song
with a twinkle in my eye;