Thursday, September 23, 2010

walkin 'long the equinox

the erratic madness of a rabbits'

a rather marvelous event

'neath a marmalade of moonshine

the harvesting is drenched

drinking dew and dervishing

with druids in the grove

kicking rhythm to the crickets

licking music from the toads

congealing reeling visions

in the mucus to compose

like tickling an inner lunatic

to lycanthropic throws

as the laughter of the lagomorph

echoes the air of equinox

the psychotic celebration

trickles quickly then it stops

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