Thanks, John - I enjoyed it, and then I... I allowed myself 3 extra
letters, and the delete key... no offence, I hope...
material toned oral
With time-turned wit
and maggot sun
flesh bent the reading sky--
just an art of heroic Belief--
rifling by sun-teals
are kin of the
fish stung fences vine
and arise with spite
chrome--
each a small sour ode--
the skater docks and goads,
of dales plying
each writ in satin gloss.
Bent pure steam lover,
under wit of posh hat
stone dead blue
in deep light, blue aster in sea
bewitch the vocal hay.
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