loose ends

On Loose Ends
5-19-20

Plenty of time to do nothing at all
All for prime shouting for the short
As well as the tall
Laconic O earth history for him
Two only one in ones naive town
Penalty a strangeness may drown as God meant to
For the good by fear ordeal as to shrill this and more
I cannot tell
Stay bust today with something more
Come Coleman of British spelling
Sweet smelling places propelling
And a flower to be exposed in her
Call Rimbaud palpitating flares
Where I forget all bereavements as to flicker
Down to another excellent tune....