Magnets Open All the Same III
This one is self-explanatory…
Sclerosis = house or home
A word of advice: don’t
listen to the voices from your murky oversexed perception of what may
be reality.
Choke on a plum instead and kiss
the heart of the one who loves you.
Smile at the great green deep and
imagine a world of
fencepost holes
and
trodden men
down oakey lanes that end in
tall white columns.
posted: 06 March 15
under: Poetry