Spear my years with a nail or two
to disintegrate the partings of rust,
and with honey foretelling lacking short age,
creates a fine wealth to adjust.
The confinements of rails
seek some sort of wayward point,
breading, kneeding,
in absence of hunching mirth.
So when the 2's and 3's
speed up to fine 6's and 7's;
remind me. Remind me to
seed kind water and properly place them.
Nov 17, 2011
Nov 17, 2011 at 4:41 PM UTC
Spear my years with a nail or two
to disintegrate the partings of rust,
and with honey foretelling lacking short age,
creates a fine wealth to adjust.
The confinements of rails
seek some sort of wayward point,
breading, kneeding,
in absence of hunching mirth.
So when the 2's and 3's
speed up to fine 6's and 7's;
remind me. Remind me to
seed kind water and properly place them.
tried a bit with rhythm, but the middle/end does not sound quite like the first.
