Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

Monthly Archives: April 2013

& Even

Elucatory environs meet round with rear and good wittlesmashing, chance even at some seventh Sunday

But! Peter would but bleed would but beg for but such chance as to buy such honor. Still & still such as has cause even to naturally fall upon is but


Of! Finest, even
cartographic aye is still

at once expired.

Whence on such matters do old men keep shut mouths & Lemuel do you yet insist of souping concrete

flowers are too fine
for but a single mornings due
to morrow’s dew confine?

4 tis nothing short of alchemetical 2 be so o’erly dressed