turn cold(not mean, she exclaimored) just cold towards my own inner fretcarping

be as cold with my own trippering as the otter bee towards myself as swell
and the healing can actutly re-occur

half a century ago, the lake froze in waveform cuneiform

all these half a century i had disremembered it as a dream
but no but notice
the ice has cometh again

now to warm my babysoul innards with pure uncondtuited love

off of ice/daily dust cloud clods unsubscribed

recently at the off of ice this highly negative (remember that photo of the dad and son in coveralls bent against the dusty winds of Oklahoma? that is about the same clods of cloudiness...) cow-0rk-er, i asked 'em to stop my subscription to their daily dumplings of dirty dump of gosssip and meanspiritedness and they nearly agreed(i had to be tactful and obtuse and use lotsa idle I statements, you can best 'magine.

i dove this realm i observe squirrels

I dove this world
I observe squirrels
THey eat pine cones
take the seeds-leave the scones

i walked along
i saw just trees
An orchid flower was all abreeze

I like the sun
(but just for its shades)
as a kid missed out on fun
but now healing days are my sashayed

in the sixth decade(no decoy to decay, just detours from the tour de booze and fearings)

in the sixth decade(no decoy to decay, just detours from the tour de booze and fearings)
who'd imagine preparing brocc-carro-caulio-oniono-curry-tatoe-celearium soup would give such shivers of Eureka,'eh,ducks?
nonce, to slowly engorge with sugarfreed jello strawb, strawbs-in-themselves, and the sugarfeed cocoalate puddings,as swel

up here they won't talk much,only attacus

her view of partial palates
and unconscious pilots
and the viola of gumbo
she was wary of the charing road
but nevertheless
she was nonce
to call herself lady dunce