Saturday, May 27, 2017

Light flavors


Now,
without the sun
                        overbearing
we can be
just
Honest, say don’t hurt
just
because you can enunciate
                        I can.
            I can-say it-
Now you say it
Strong like Bull-
            Head
Built like brick
            Chicken
-house-

Homeless vagabond renter, 
                         squatter be
categorically dissimilar

part Yokohama
                        by strolls through Ipanema

Say, there goes another
                        Bohemian
Fine
Young
Cannibal 
               could eat you up!

What have you to say 
that won't sting?

From where we began
Now finds us in the strangest
                        Truths.

I too prefer plums
                        To lemons. 






Painting by Hieronymus Galle (c. 1636-1646) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.


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