poetry falcon's Post

the endgame is an equinox of
algorithms numbing blank the
interstellar froth from
pony doves and their stingslather
old martinis of shame
a luxurious dancing torch
of notation amazement
from bone love flavour is
a karma canoe captain
whining impulses behind a sash
encircling uranus fields of
grueling paper ice squares
eclipsing pencil pulchritude
colossal and fragile bowls of
gambit fever thrust
fragments of expansion and
storms spacing storms in
fresh lettuce images
midnight ringing the
overwhelm to nowhere
lightning elder pony master
blazing library chess wanger
adamantine fork in the perigee gust
melting deep and ambient
By: via poetry falcon