AT EVERY GLANCE SPUN AROUND FUN ALONE

What's in the back on all that I saw'd it again thru walls to do, with memories that's before reachin' over to see what's left

mirrors reveals & turns cans & rolls

I feels the colors of your page, your burst unwrappin' opens

this is across town lays down flowers upon the clay pot saves

it's a-water fall from above all for standin' gates

we to see-saw to this sang-song woe begot sense

at every place

every glance

every edge

spun around fun

becomes swell of colors

awhiles may we live

excuses me for existing

abounds to have it right now

some-whats been more

for we to see-saw to this one direction sometimes

even if it takes me all night

gladdest soul rest refreshes

the bestest of the mostest of Hostess

coldest sweetest rains

too good excels blurry spirits

tryin' to travel with you

thru-out the top long loops

to the bottom falls

raised up roughly thru bad times

into myself warm

my soul is soarin' above all

floats in the space

probes thru into the two modes lasted so

only to slowly wrote

by no means set

is the cosmos on a bad road outside inner fire

I no bother bliss is fine

it's a-match beneath misplaced your fan

holds luck to unroll choices good wishes the other

one, soon both grips on moves it until convinced divised gone

strands of sands slips out into water

drawn thru a bad map of boats alone

buckets could create goes on

unliftin' a great implosion of coats

been really dark clouds of joy indeeds looks on at trees

unto the sounds of old logs below stars

sends me instead, your page, your burst unwrappin'

messed up in a message

birds are singing

but it unheld a gloom

I'm to unravel me

at every glance, spun around fun alone

holes in a loop upon times of space thrown returns

unto all weeps on board words untimely it was

a sunbeam warms me

leaps up and down, the nearest thing

arounds, abouts, avoids holds

unclear the visits

of something else

without givin' my view heights

pulls up seats, outta dawns, once forgotten

doesn't that do

always it's befits in leaves

can see my visions of dreams

for gatherin' in treetops thinks

a sunbeam warms me

for you we're here floatin'

so up-there do flow streams

unto your page, your burst unwrappin'

moonbeams very watery, shiny, really was empty

nonsense nothing in it

up-there, might-be thus so loves

I can see you

some-wheres unto & I believes me maybe to do

had in unknown time & space to adjust so carefully

at the ribbon tree

of poetry

I'm not deaf I can hear you

isn't it there

when I close my eyes

on the head

underwater in hands

thru swimmin' I know it

drownin' my own mind

bloomin' deeply flown

etched into the whole block shines

etched into the whole grains of planes overtakes joys

Ole Ye stick comin' back

small spools spins in reels

trees grown printed I am

for we to see-saw to this one woe, befallen face

on the ground world's too small

O' what to do

Brown, Blue, Green-Gray of light between all down branches intertwined gone

for isn't it lovely falls tangled

Rails, streams, gleams.

O' off them

as just gladness some bored in here are these sweepin' stars

at every glance

every place

every edge

spun around fun alone

begets thou & never puts down will never long drops everything stops just not the lights how great I declare it Stood still thee above that clips only with combs found keeps it now in green gray stones left down for your hair done, goin' back around with thus so loves besides the dark wave paused cool shades taken up my sleeve & rise

or more from your page dawning, your burst unwrappin' opens

to always, a cold sky at branch

a sunbeam warms me in no response.

Reviews

[Philip Muls]

Impressive flow and play with words.