Biodynamism says: don't throw hydrodynamic nonsense
at an ice fisherman. He lawn mows the cork screw, hand-
opener for a whiskey throttle. Water's heat principle says:
detention! No talking in mass. So says accelerant solvent
river mouth, another dialogue by degrees. Who, there,
fun forswear, as shaken piers divide the briny lawn into
squares to cut and rut and putt. That's high class measured
tone, by jazz, the man had to say half of me is not what I am.
That's finite, accordion trope, climatic muse; arbitration
phrases confront the second law: conserve your jets.
Assumed tame until proven mouthy, that's a deadly
way to walk on a frozen lake.
Roman Ryan 