The Die is Cast Off
…aside from scrub
scatted Street Legal,
flew solo around
the warm grey upstairs
spreading love
and affection with
my every breath.
I had a pony:
its name was Lucifer…
Grimbeau
Scroodles
March 21, 2017
Panoptica
What a slothful Tom!
Skinless dirigible on asphalt deck.
Clavicle take off and soft landing.
Clankety-clunk,
Junk or dhobi?
Heinz number nine,
Rubi one Kenobi; ibis eons, zweye,
in the house: dry. Sontag afternun.
sister lulu, father zulu…
A marriage made in heaven. Bless’em.
Grimbeau 