A Kingwaking Tempest Moans

[pressedpennies]

blasting down in force from the clouds of Father Zeus,
or when the West Wind shakes the deep standing grain
with hurricane gusts that flatten down the stalks-Would it be that softly curvedbill Avocet rested

Comments

[tapedecklace]

did you write this?

[pressedpennies]

yep

[tapedecklace]

wow
i'll need yr help if i ever want to understand it.
times like this it occurs to me
how much i don't understand, in general,
that you do.

[pressedpennies]

no I just write stupid obscure poetry

[beandipvagrant]

keep it up

[pressedpennies]

thanks, man. how are you? it was really nice seeing you this past turkey weekend. I'm sorry if there was any awkwardness.

[beandipvagrant]

i just finished another day of school, i'm ticking off the days as they go by. i enjoyed seeing you too, if you're feeling adventurous you should peep the first chapter of the lightbulb thieves recently unveiled on lj.