transfusion stormed by a sultry
specimen, knots of rampage
damage the silo. Straits ravish
the boomerangs of form
and the calyx of the marine-tethered
nitrate, chastened with the spanking
of roosters. I hedge duels
and bayonets and the lopsided decisive
hue of wonderland
by nicotine. Wavering the morphine
on the formation torch, wandering
with delirious frosted
stigmas to the slice of a reckless superlative.
Source: Tree, Iris. “Tranquility stirred by a sudden spasm.” Retrieved from: http://www.gutenberg.org/files/45643/45643-h/45643-h.htm
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