Bitter eve. Plastic snowman. Semi-conductor.
Intrinsic, musical, anthropoid gropes with clasping finger.
Trigger-happy entrepreneurs enlist in garrulous grain fields.
Hen-pecked asps hiss, silently stealing into wood.
Merged, as divided into souls; Divided as purged into purity.
Sincerity is slain by the sleepless, sycophants that drizzle
On a frizzled window pane. Puddles run down a deserted lane,
All but pennies in a pocket of change.
Under-developed sardines gather at Junction 3.
(Selfless Catholics sin too much).
Surrealistic space interjects the feedback as
Wonder bred ponies fleet on transpired shadows,
A window of a bridge.
No reason to smile--The sun leaks like a broken watercolor,
Spilling into the absorbent fibers of the paper sky.
Fire laughs on the Hillside. No castle could cry, no candle will die.
Simple things are equated
By frustrated suppliers
Crossing the train tracks
Under wires.
Johnathon Gallagher 1-30-80
Intrinsic, musical, anthropoid gropes with clasping finger.
Trigger-happy entrepreneurs enlist in garrulous grain fields.
Hen-pecked asps hiss, silently stealing into wood.
Merged, as divided into souls; Divided as purged into purity.
Sincerity is slain by the sleepless, sycophants that drizzle
On a frizzled window pane. Puddles run down a deserted lane,
All but pennies in a pocket of change.
Under-developed sardines gather at Junction 3.
(Selfless Catholics sin too much).
Surrealistic space interjects the feedback as
Wonder bred ponies fleet on transpired shadows,
A window of a bridge.
No reason to smile--The sun leaks like a broken watercolor,
Spilling into the absorbent fibers of the paper sky.
Fire laughs on the Hillside. No castle could cry, no candle will die.
Simple things are equated
By frustrated suppliers
Crossing the train tracks
Under wires.
Johnathon Gallagher 1-30-80
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