New Miscellany for the Queen

 



That little, wicked pleasantry we had a while ago,,,,
                     where did they
          go?
~ Assuming somewhere
                                          they  went........~

Here's a pocketful
of wanderers,
looking to wander no
          more,
                                     hoping you'd be
                                     kind enough to
                                     take them as they
                                     are.  Will tomorrow
                                     be time enough to
                                     settle seven beds
among us, to enrich
the construct of dream
for which this clime is
best suited.  But 'best suited' is not the best there is to bring the topography
                                                                       offered this late in the season.

                                                   Soon, there will be
                                                    a new, free fire, and
                                                    we'll be old enough
                                                    to jump around it,
                                                     singing the edges of
                                                     said suits / suits, like
                                                     a bunch'a goddamn
                                                     ninnie suilts.

I need a scrap of paper upon which must write a sincere note as to the shame of  this,
                                                    my very own,
                                                  
                                             unhearadeled   death.

yyYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYYYYYYYY
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