John M. Bennett

b  end  c  loud

clad with forks

a head wire squeal

after lunch

I was spent my time

eyes swallowed

stops the grease

)your vacant grin(

(a storm form)

embrace the turdful sock

it's your world cloud

blam came south

~ suit wind ~

my choking leg

utter lies

can hoscuro

dog lung ,stark ladder

dragged across lawn

steps knives tongue

spiderwebs your

filter clogged with

clotted milk

mask dances on a

pole in wind it's

your empty

shoe rain

 glints

barking

windows

nostrils

sspeak

os cur

 
 
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