Experience Falls: REVISED


We had icicle bones

Wept petroleum tears

Our tune – trembling trombones

Our skin – branded like steers.

Brains cudgelled with learning

Scoop Gravelled overfill

Our defiance – threaded

Nesting walls dry twigs spill

Ing over Sunrise fat

And Syrup gold.…

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Armchair anthropologist, sometime scribe, freelance philosopher, amateur artist, part-time poet, musical maven, alliteration aficionado.

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