Submissions by arortiz73 (MTP)

Wormwood pool lament
our lady upon high;
'came in a jar and went
jet-black in cherry pie.

Cherry children ferment
her moldy ass goodbye;
Pluri-lolita rennt
purple haze in her eyes.

Graping her dissent,
sherry clouds in her thighs
refrigerate repent, sharing
ergot shots on rye.

For nigh's the brackish hour
Hunger taps us in, undine,
luscious gent in lady towers
legging entrails drag the sky

with a punctuated scent;
absinthe laced them in fungi.
Arsenic casein chased in mint ...

 
...So here's a plow and hedger
for your Edgar Allan POEA trees,
your rows could use a ledger and
scarecrows should line your properties.

Our posted speed's in error
(rural bureaucratic royalties),
so do us all a favor...
'cause I have special needs.

I know that we're new neighbors,
but we'll be best frenemies!  :D

I like kidding!
It's a little like goating...
and goats are no joke.
If you're not careful,
someone might get your goat.
Then you won't be kidding anymore.

(MTP)