the flow the scarper past
rivers red with bombast my
eradication plans did yield
a smaller grain a compromise
burst forth with sibillance!
scattered rayguns portray
the Jetsons at LAX fields of
traffic yielding to the dollar
scones with pearl jam or
cream (clapton) plays the
sorority blues grim dual
under-carriage wayfarers
underfoot buried seeds
bionic brains set to please
from the get-go go slow
like a gentle maple leaf —
yield.
