sbrain

netted up from some blackness wetted and called an ocean perhaps

an almanac of dough and doubled-up achtungs on the sly

here the net has embossed itself, waffled, a soppy petal of quilted afternoons in the sun

a carnivore with its coat resigned to geometry and the lessons of pain

volcanoes pimpling a purple goad to spring, and its passionfruit