Everybody said we were erstwhile, rather quaint and could never pay our back rent ? You listen to the silence of seashells I grow colchicums for nurseries. I often inquired what was your favourite animal You always replied "Ursine" something to do with Bears ? Perhaps we should voyage to Newfoundland and see them face to face, recalling the word "Reseverez Vite" Would that be any quicker ? and dry your eyes I love talking to you in the cyan light. Often I thought a cup of Guayacanera could tide our differences.
I think conversational poetry has its advantages, a direct mood input