Thing he might be doing Prehistory floats
joy at other mammals among our logs
swamp and sky trade fashions, like a boy in a small boat
lined the inner tongues like a green haired mermaid
of green haired mermaids popped in the chest with rock salt.
with salt, the value with rock salt, the value
of nutrition isn't lost of nutrition isn't lost
on boatsmen. on watersnakes.
If whiskey don't kill me I'll drink til I die.
Brain cage, I shot .22 My .22, no the derrick,
rattled around, went nowhere sent fish and flocks flying
but in circles. flying like dynamite.
We're not small, Squirrely back benders
but we climb trees. but we climb tres.
He's just had a hard life of work and she just dies her hair.