WINE AND GATES

Words That Faggot, Forts And Wagons

train without a name
virtue has been found, the which of the watch
the lurid care of a pride, the game
is a hearty idea, the snot of a match?

well enough
thinking the raspberry
toots scare the hoof
we think the reason is a faerie

small bumps equal a sweat
middling bumps suggest the must of a dough
big bumps claim the best of met
huge ones come and go with odd

the thinking man, is a herald the stir of questions?
we surmise the sunrise, two bee's
in the art of guessing
look at the smouldering birdy

in the final stage
we tell the recipe of continents to keep a livid appetite
for the smile to know a rage...
that soul is noah for a music in the light

by the bye, the cool ashes of circumstance know the like
the twist of candor to give the blessing of reasons
the bell has been chosen for a courage that is seemed to nice
kiss us, the gain of mention is a worthy opinion


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