Sunday, September 11, 2011

Bliss

I'm not so crazy as to think that oblivion doesn't taste just like bliss.

George takes the plate

Bustling with pleasure
The erasing stones
Eating red haired maidens
Until full with bliss

Tapestries unafraid of the consequences
Shelter the forsaken kingdom
George takes the plate
Bill takes the throne
Tell the tale

Sapphire roses

Bottomless predicament of virtues
I ate the cabbage
I drank the iguana
As a cool breeze caressed the night
Sapphire roses came

Prairie blossom

Prairie blossom
The heart's blood
A raven caws
The wind takes away

Applegrass smoothies

If there was an artisan look
Alphabet soup in a blender
Whole pots of mango tango
Birds, bliss, euphoria, and
Applegrass smoothies.