Grimbeau

Eight

Sea bass had

lids low: fog

walls swell in.

put feet up…

Wear wooly hat

proud as  trout.

rest a while.

Smoke gerunds

beforehand.

Still skirting the zone,

peeping over picket

fencing the pastures

of plenty beyond.

Thick lush grass

leaning and sworling

under weathering:

copious

chlorophyll

good goodness.

grazeworthy.