A geyser in all his sneering glory
greenly signified, his greying gingerly
The reneged grin
The sign or ring
The syringe
In sung elegy and sorry, her rosy lyings
sere
nylon
orgy:
those gristled girls
She lays against his egg linen
in a field of rye
He is ginseng sly
Answer “yes” or “no” to this leggy sinner
resin rinsed from a siren’s hair
Let’s gorge and linger in our error songs
green and gingery, legs and reins, grins and sighs
