Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Killing Gypsies for a ragged Rosseau


Black forrest tigers
Amble in amber reeds
Stalking the whores
In their juxtaposes
Parting parts
Like budding roses
-their hearts
They sniff their noses
As their medullas collide
And the entire world
Inside a rainbow-hide,
Gallops
Straps
Runs
And claps,
To front and lo

Killing Gypsies for a ragged Rosseau

Hibiscus diamonds sparkle
Under emerald eyelashes
In the jade of this life
The jaded man and his faded wife

Killing Gypsies for a ragged Rosseau

This whisker, it twitches
As the tiger, it scrams
Waterpots lay nay on their heads
As the breathly brevity of this earth,
But instead the blood
Of men who killed their own families in mirth

Killing Gypsies for a ragged Rosseau.

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