John Patsynski
Three After Ceravolo
Naked February
Let the hurt. We must
brush the hammers
vigorously!The titan Harpsichord bellows
sheepishly, warm aire.“A” book is blue.
My body is awake
and, weary
of spirit a thistle
hides the sun
set,
lava unsettled.for M.G.L.
Antsy (Artsy)
Into the cold,
one step. Stance. Arc.Greying light descends.
Lap, book.Auto audible, slight.
Quicken hand. Tie. Tie.
Close, set. Open, close.
Revelation!Check index and go.
for S.D.A.
I lover her about this.
One lonely
print of foot in the snow.Ash.
The alien is gender neutral.
“there shall be
a complete fragment” (LZ)Architectural fantasy. Bright
eyes. I have twoDazzles!
“Considerable cloudiness,”
said.for S.S.F.