Back at Sea

by grimbeau

Icky

 

Primrose promised me

evasion and avoidance

Get down to brass tax

after easter jamborees

lazy  anniversaries

~

Father, son, and down the face

Pigsty disgrace ful

wish it away with fresh air

citrus freshener

~

That’s a bit better

focus on and gather up what was

and is to be done,

bundle them all up,

watch them fall into

ephemeral dystopias

~

gothic slab caked alabaster

slip slop slap on thick as pitch

regard the sporting complex

perusing motley queue of:

whats, whens, and how to do’s

~

put your best foot forward,

promptly fall face flat

relapsed catholic tastes stale

yellow river reds

run under beds of roses

beneath your contempt

bedding clothes smell suspect

~

Open up your eyes!

Use the can opener in

your plague ship head box

shore leave is over

set a course and go…

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