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PK Wakefield May 2011
i have said mountains
lazy clumps of clumsy
mountains, i have  said
them, arching oceans of gasping
instant sleep. I have crumbled
perspiring cheeks loose with
bulging moonest light. torn
flaky moonest nights. i have
halved twains and quartered
thirds. yet.
.     .
                   i could not say thee
i could not say thy lavish cup of shoulders
       thy prism of corrupting
sensible insane ***
                                 thy baffling and hoary flecks
of burning frost. scattered smoothing rapidly.
      i could not say thy instant muscles gradually.

you said
"                 ME
         "
PK Wakefield Feb 2012
when greener sits atop me earth
astride the human rind practically
eatage thrusted blueward hair
i'll innumerably chant life from
desiccated lips i'll sing life and
i'll say a whole ocean of upon
grass will lovers make dew
which (like me shall) make again
a body of beating and bragging
under stars and over me shall
make the feet of those miraculous
youth drunk kissers and i won't
be dead i'll be in every mouth
parted love hew imbued each other
like i did with you one summer ago
in sweetest juice of night honeying
every limb in suppler moonest light
Kevin Millers Jul 2015
I will smelting the scentest sweet
Smelt it over an 'I forgot' times
Smells the morningest freshness
Will smell petrified joy always.

I will stareding at the simplest complexity
My eyes saw the warmest merry
Seeing night sky spill over sight
Will stare at plainest intricacy.

I felting a sugar glaze
Felt it coat my moonest blue
Feeling his sugary hands
Had warmth so will feel it melt..

Will felting foreverness sticky.

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