Hmmmm I decided to improv “Dream Song 324,” John Berryman. Just a small improv because I decided to try to mess around with trochee meter to see if i get it. If not, then more practice right.
It'll be insignificant.
Significance
signature written in spit.
Wait. Sounds,
vibrations curdled between
Coveted lips like
Pall Mulls.
Candle ashes and april lilacs.
Signed nothing, sincerely shattered
Palms full
bodied slurs.
This will get
woven, spoken, and inhaled.
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