Tuesday, February 01, 2011

mcccxxxi

Somebody must have flicked the wrong witch.

      Then gentle it some more
      until the commas fall in place...
(J Ashbery)

It was a macrobiotic afternoon; in the end we discovered
how earnest the alphabetical. Causing the violins
to stop steering. The ruin of delectation
and famous rabbit. Eyes a-zoink with
deserted macaroons.

Refuel your image. Rummy past midnight.