Sunday, 14 August 2016

Jelly slice

Underbelly elipsis sits
strung under and over
twisted with undeveloped curses
enveloped in a sea of gold

Hexagonal waitress
stretched and twisted beside
an undeniable melted secret
switched on and start anew

And the belching lady sings
an the subtle rainout howls
and the collective harmony
falls down to the floor

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