looked and there was a looming word

so held lurching ( well, huh, that's a given )

found some corner when it flew over striking

my flowerpot ( never clay, asshole )

full

3

baggies, raw, uncultured material spliced

baa

baa

( pick up the phone after dinner makes

you weak )

black only soot shepherd

turned and spoke to the clan dancing softly

said, he never stood a chance

blew the cover

just off and hit a wall close

cried the other one's girl (who took the job, despite the late hours )

never stood absurdly

lay curls

out

in a row

bah

ham

ma

fell in the flood strum gun gun junk

funk