Nature Poem

Noting

the letters were not into walking slowlythe reptiles were not into running off the midnight that glamourous chasingcases in which therewere no moreshots takenevery morningtied fiststired of sinceritykilled the beaststired of the messthe labelthe tattoo, the shamethe victim of the burden of time and spacethe words are not into bestialityof mindless creaturesof a moonoff the stage.go and re-arrange. celine charcoal