Gull shanty red rot
Flecting the slay, the kill-off, the pounding. . .
Angry as anger.
Catalysting it's severed lick over the scrubbed grain
Of razerboard abracadabras.
White wisurled heightened amandas. . .again and again,
Over salapocketed grandeur. Battering
The sainted grains of mint shining lifers.
Corpuscled shiv-splinted, innerly dormant
By sin-pointed blood twicer.
Water beast white pieces of the vase of the universe.
Broken and scattered
A quirl, a core, a few of which landed on
This pounding shore.
Pounding and angry as anger, for my feet to discover,
Where the skin of it's shell
Gathers harmonies of color from similies of skies.
Alabaster jubilees dancing in the shards.
A translucent drip.
A cone quirling a shallow hurl.
A shimmer on the face.
A stone.
Shoots waves of bloated gods through surrender's chanteuse.
Ocean spray kilter, gulls' shanty red rot.
Battered beacher preach prancer
Beat-listen to sing-memories, yellow bead stilter. . .
Slay to the kill-off,
Bead rat shatted milkness, a lactating temptress on fire-wet shatters.
Scorns of slings in my slip,
Pound my palling palkadine surf.
Shoes grounded yellow-grey to gravity,
(fulled falstaff dismembrance)
Fools her earth spiral sand, musing her sheet sanded swoon.
White wither rotting amandas,
Again and again. . .angry as anger
Sound suncanting canter round, pounding
Pieces of shayered-frieze.
Seized tier,
By tier,
By hues. . .falled from vase.
Scattered this to shore, kiss
To my foot sanded hoot.
Slay to the kill-off, the keel-bow
Bevacqua-fleece hunter, Fishwisher-Galopia,
Glowing with tidal rememory.
My salient galaxies knife these cuticles of phsopheressence.
In magining-gentle-agenta-kin plummage. . .
In puddling-quellemine-green-fluttered swear. . .
Sworn to tide eternal vase, there. Holding swigs
Of salapockets, bare, nary bigguns. . .rip-rideh
Bated saint, gladiator of fin paramours.
Bake a tail for an x or a fool. . .or
Flirt undilate-skirt undertow taut with glow caught,
By Prophet-Sail, the salt to my sea-line ablutions.
Healing her broken her ceiling the floor, her dust
A blue spiral spoken. Quiet, quirl-vessantly
Shushed to shore, I soar. . .
A sky bows her headwind shyward, while ravailing seaward.
Under the slip, jigs the forgiving membrane. . .
A seaweedled camel, burp
Dunking the hump of the cosmos - cormorrant runner
Shoots a dot-pitted sun - combing the run
Of the pounding. . .again and again.
A redbill dubby.
A webber.
An eye starin' stub.
A chick barely
Cheeked
With shy-shiny crubs.
Craw, Craw, The hoot will fly. . .
High ,High. The krill goes nigh. . .
Sainted lifer, hold waters of blood
And spill blooded twicer.
On the shores of above, sunning a drowsy z. . .