Y ( O ) LK R ( A ) M

by February 3, 2014 0 comments

Losing grasp over a few decades of genetic sky sense, fertilizers
finger ropes support ten place Von shaped lie big
melting pillowcase
using jelly fish salt green and German shoreline — game
eatable, rub-ix cube Tetris in a
coconut trembling atmosphere — hinges
to thickness and folding with
Island — stain-able mirror
on sunset, drunk prepared on these
colors a fur history.

editors note:

This “Von” must be shaped like pie, cuz something about this poem makes me hungry (no lie). – mh

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