forget honey or bees
run riot on the other bank
the credit default swap
of Gorgo stream
plenty of homes & shorts
& a rare word’s sneeze
what shall be done with the tabletop
of
we
be & wary blade or
cat stretch or scratch disease
people are so sorry they don’t have
definitions of these words
they say: try some of the others
like cds played by a loser
back & forth to meet
reprise, the earlier theme
all fair & well
since some will remember
gist & gusts & implications
sure, they say:
did sappho say something
about having a whinge
she said:
whoever reprimands me
shall be taken down by winds
carry them to a grin, to a new spin
perse of by in of
itself
no one has the grace to
step back from the pie
or the wheel-ruts of words
unheard-of
untied
we love the names of cities & countries
& the unfamiliar moon to resume
this wonderful betterment of
words
always fresh from the forge
Brand-new & fresh like lemon stew
words, 4-headed roosters
never to find the rose round-up
so many ghouls to kiss & miss
thunder snake, Carphophis
the Yellow is “YY”
Green is “yy”
& there are hybrinds… brinds
naughty minded travellers
& there are hybrids
gray or tawny with darker streaks
brindled
branded words
all make simple dals
tamaraqt & milk
split pea salt of the earth
a brindled dog
( miss lizzy says that)
—Martina Gertrude Siebert
