There’s a swell.
Brim, drip straw see and sip.
Ring right of feather glade.
Grow low and left or now pre quell a mane.
So move somehow,
yes, yes now.
like the ruler or the doer now.
Hide, assault. Not mind to sting.
What left and theft and ring and right
pelt tin thing.
Then tell drum drone
plus up dumb bell.
Thee well heist. Come on, come out
little bubble born to break
or in a bigger some
there: course for eight: two attached.
Come on, come over. So it wants,
so it should take.
Copyright © 2011 Ish Klein
Used with the permission of Canarium Books.