Sonnet 7

rimbaud reads his words i read expression
in the sight of the urchin poesie
my state mental its upshot intention
out of the wonder we go to see
if you do not want me at the door, trill
i am sweet potato and apple slaw
dollar secret over fate shill
drying tomato hem and to haw
a saying there the meaning is near
recompensating the answer cannot
often by looking what sight to hear
antagonist brooking big puff of pot
folderol go to foreshadow
the wool pull to sleepy kins bed oh

Thom Olsen

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