Today's poem is by Lisa Jarnot
Sinning Skel Misclape
O sinning skel misclape thy lock
from frenzied felbred feefs
and longitudes of long tongued fuels
unpebble-dashed deceased.Unpebble-dashed, unpebble-dashed,
Unpebble-dashed unrose,
up from the theme that random flaps
in news flash rancid hose.A morning dress of morning field
redrenched upon the sun,
that reads the wobble of the
air, the weary cautious rung.The red-black innards laid up bare
for all to see and spy
tradition for the form of those
like vicious cheerfulled nighs.
Copyright © 2007 Lisa Jarnot All rights reserved
from Columbia Poetry Review
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