Thursday, July 15, 2010

3 poems || Olchar Lindsann

Esau

it nodded.
it withered and it stood
compressed and nearly gagging with it
yearly
cragnidolphegor
blasted
rest assured and ringing slantwise did it
in with a razor
ink like thinly or it pooled
like a grin.



Green
for GMH

As it felony upon a dates
Theatre washed a lady verbal graduate,
Sheila washed dreams in silver attach
Force allowing to seeking andrew to administer.

Buttons theatre boatman on the green
Told of the wonder he had seeking.




Regiment the

poorly abraded I
constructed batch he
slim fingernail it
breathing hemmed she
dragon imprecise they
compliment worm you
champ sorghum it
boxknife cantaloup we
flop.

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