Preen

Om Remedy

preen my prison wall to totum
politician i'll never say again
and i'll slide the rythm dream
to andover i'm brimming over
for a stride and for a lover
kiss Zora the sorceror on a bride
you'll never see in your wet dreams
but inside the upstream lies over
and over she strove to a spree
in the fields what gives
a rare way that lives
for a destiny that climbs to a clutch
and you believe so much that the aloe soothe
in your brain hurts but you don't mind taking the curse

and i will lease to you my tumor that splays
everything i thought humor
and needs what grieves
for a celebration of parodies
and closes to alert

so for a stride i'll give you the walls of the tide
and pray that everything starts over again
in the whine octave plane and the raging beast
that lurks inside us all

so again elaine says that the rancid bread
would do well to nurse the first
of the vampires that march into your head
back to health
and create a mystery that careens

into nothing and a tiny barnacle that sleeps on the side
of a boat heading west into the clean fine air and sea a normal person like you or me
will never see by any means

and i say that the mist, ye, lies over
the tread of the land of the sweet sound of bassoons
and a girl has the good grace to say that she misses you
and afraid that the trapeze the baby walks on has a way of the rain
to make the kind headstrong

so leave it to a lazy day
and wave off the grain of the wood you hear in a song
you're at peace in the wild, and remember a pawn
who foretold why you would live long