Montag, 2. August 2010
Drowsy sword
Drowsy sword
Dogma of a deep sleep: relabel
bare wold epoch! Silo of dew,
a yes or no is secrets after all!
Ecotype, else miter of flesh. Sad,
palsy zoo wares set-aside big-
time tire. Push superitem, it gibed!
Is a tessera, woozy slapdash
self, foretime sleepy? To cellaret,
faster! Cession rose, yawed. Foolish
coped lowerable baler peel. Speed:
a foam God.
© photomicrograph by Dr. Manfred Friedrich
© palindrome poem by Martin Mooz