Dr.ain, See?

[UnSquare]

The section of a'far
That they
& we don’t arcknowalledge
Floats past,
And I *sigh*

That KRAYcan’t compute!
An’ eat!
Forage, brail, lean –
For it’s dark down there
Niho-Whalin’ & Gnashin’ O’ Teef
Feel disbelief
Swallow yo’ ship
&
you go underneath.

Clad in immersion,
Like stealin’ “The Pixies”
Or other bands,
Burnin’ twin’s
Barkin’ dawgs
Twin-cities.

To cut off a hand does the other dis
Service.

An’ with lungwater,
Breathe pressure
Environment’s nervous.

Man-Of-War-To-Ray’s of sunshine I rise.
Yellow, my pupils, I stare from dead eyes.
I walk the land, ‘yolk spies,
my new prize,
“We’re all hopeful…”
They mutter,
Under feet-trampled gutter I gloat, fool.

Does a refrain stutter?

 

[(Wordy)]

You're in fine form with this one. Sleight-of-thought put to good use.

I'm wondering... does this stuff just spring up, or is it 'well-honed' / chiseled?

 

[UnSquare]

A Cross Between. It Sorta Floats Out, Then I Hammer It A Lil'.

Thanks capt'n!

You do encourage!


It's usually a matter of puttin'
half a fifth of spirits (+) in me
& layerin' some trebles of meanin'...
...pity poetry has destroyed the liver of many a 'writer'.

(Yay! An excuse fo' my alcoholism!)

PEACE
UnS