Sea sick, and
some candle wax at dinner time,
Love sick, or
the presence makes fine tapestry.
Something is inside,
grasping heart
pulling colon,
making all worthwhile
to operate,
strokes and all strings
the elements to life
for a smile and flatter
of your wings,
as it sings, sinks
into sweet dreams
the was or would,
the is and should.
Thourn Whaul
19/06/06
Here, here, a Fuck Off! To Madonna! Alice and Gwen!
Hope you find all your delight,
that is your gold but silver haired Swen.
Thourn Whaul