Devil #5

Crowned with lilies and laurels

They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant
and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the is blossom. I know. But I do
not approve.

ESVM

amazing grace.

Come back to town

Bring your damn ukulele. We don't care.


Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo. Abiyoyo yo yoyo, yo yoyo, Abiyoyo yo yoyo yo yoyo

Empty salons. Corridors. Salons. Doors. Doors. Salons.

echo and foretaste

Keith Waldrop

little words

You sometimes make a dust, a dark dust, by sweeping away your little words.

Spot Conlon's Territory

Haha, gotcha