Brown Mucus No Period

The poems that I have formed - 3

I'll tell you the great deception:
I'll tell you how to set the fog
on young trees, old stumps on:
I'll tell you how the lights go down
in lower case, as - Egyptian foreign
; ; districts
thin whistle blows in the gypsy under a tree.

I'll tell you - the big lie:
I'll tell you how tight the knife
in close hand, as the wind ruffled the
centuries
curls - young, old and beards.

murmur of centuries.
clatter of hooves.