A real inclemency about it
Night just this side of frost
Foot full down on the car pedal
Headache -- a prisoner amok --
Tearing through the skull halls
Mauling hostages with jail glass --
This cold transmogrifying
All known music to loud brass:
A dissonant cry, a wanting to stop me.
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And miles to go before I sleep. I like your play on frost/Frost. Nice.
ReplyDeleteWillow,
ReplyDeleteThanks for noticing an homage that was purely unconscious! Does it even qualify as skill? You're right. Frost fits, in a way.
And -- gal -- I sure am this side of Frost!
Truly, Fool