Well, com to Cerulean Nocturne, nex'perimental poetry 'log. You'll find some manual writings of invented language here. Delve in, undergo a journey behind the oblique mask of formality. Discover brand new forms of poetry. Associate your own hidden meaning from these Rorschach texts. Dare to plumb the depths. (Awl poured seas sub decked to pain and coffee rights belong exhumed and free circa twenty seventeen to the Scribblenaught.) Winsome tale. Luzum mind. Secrum wintard. Dish and find.

November 1, 2009


A sly slattern silt shinned
on a sweltering side note
sistered out of a date box
ran out of all the locks
settled back into a rhythm
of more or less ad hominem
secured a peddle in estate
and conjured purring harems
dared a dynasty outlive him
in a stretchers act of taunt
cared not once for any sellers
who arrived already bought
and administered anecdotal
remedies for corporate complaints
which didn't seem the least
of my worries despite restraint
of a single common factor
overlooked while undermining lots
bought and sold by the dozen
for a fifth of what they got

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