Friday, April 22, 2011

one word: styrofoam: signs of liquid

delilah's mean flavors
gathering storm in the foamy

mouths of billy-babes

we fashion our times

in the biomes of the west

we sense the demise

of nautical pleasures

we ape the rim

angle for the rival's

exposure, coasting down

the vital signs

of liquid treasure.



Blogger Teresa said...

Great lines: coasting down the vital signs of liquid treasure

Sounds like a thick, frosty root beer float in a big styrofoam cup. Good times.

6:08 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

"demise of nautical pleasures" those liquid treasure be scarce down there? We have storm warnings all around us but we are still way behind on rainfall for the year. Still not near as bad as some folks.

8:47 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Tee: Dig the black cow, dig the thick and frosty. I liked this one, liked the writing of it: it had a nice groove.

5:23 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: Scarce indeed. Less than scarce. ('cept in the head, of course.) We've got your warnings, but ain't nuthin' come of 'em yet. feliz pascua.

5:30 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

I hope some of today's precip heads your way. Dale said we got about three inches according to the rain gauge...
gave this one a second read - it has a cool rhythm to it.

7:08 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: Three inches would be wonderful (we can dream, can't we?). My spirits need it, big time.

I like this one, too. Delilah got me going.

7:15 PM  

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