Solid Order

Invoke your veniable merits,

your lonesome lockbox.

We know.

Rum aids sleep, but is no sleep aide.

You know.

Love scares me

maltodextrin solution soaks through and this tectonic evolution leaves us warm

maybe wiser than before.

Cohesion tiptoes through open doors and viburnum decorates the egress.

The proparoxytone cinema airs stained glass mosaics to us disciples.

The saintly heir of leather and bleach

comes soft and sweet and brings us peace.

Rejoice in the good word.

G.B. Pongo