Technocopterolis:
Sim Thopter
Paramargolis
Given to stored elegies
For money
I mean security
That's what narrators do
In the spin of the neuronal stink
Creched out and blonked
Michigoth, are you a beachland?
Contain your punctuation
It's going to be a programmed one
Thusly, fussly, frailty is a virtuous status
Put it on your libra
Coined by the faces who considered:
Veritable tas, you were the wish's truths
Singular, yes?
Caryatid, pejoratations, rain magicians
Pay! One way or the second way (the same)
Underdone, Mr. Death, ee, ee, ee,
You missed your period
After you stopped seeing
Mines in the mirror
And forwent the me and me and me
Cantankerous, I'll metaphor before
Cancer comes back
And says: remit, the fee is greater
Than that which you wished to send
I'll stay here then
Sleep?
Not on your death
Do I repeat myself?
Such is the way
That cruft gets between
My gnarled,
Sucked out teeth
Roman Ryan 