Quatrain Corner

[Loricybin]

my leaves uncurl,

unfurl,

taste the fertile ground...

branching tongue roots.

[Queso]

ew bitter taste!

sends signals to my

digestive track

TO FUNCTION BETTER

[Turtle]

comb

bee ware

waxing

casche

;)

[Queso]

turtles avatar

reminds me

of a

galactic yoni

[Tarantism]

A huge eye

in two-d

keeps looking to the left

so it can't see me.

[Tarantism]

can I get some service please?

I have been sitting here for ten

maybe fifteen

and don't nobody come and see me.

[Tarantism]

I always foget

that once upon a time

aliens called dinosaurs

had hair.

[Turtle]

Got a bright n' shiny pail,

wit' a bright n' shiny bail,

now the muse has gone so ***k it,

just got a damn new bucket.

:)

[Queso]

your burd walks up

and kicks it.

now gentlemen,

get her.

[Turtle]

To her, Gaia,

wir sind alles Hänselen und Gretelen,

but no one gets away,

und Gaia essen alles.

:)

[Tarantism]

What a day to say

the Patriots are losing, its the 4th quarter

but I don't wanna jinx it.

Oh and MNF is playing TONS of Led Zeppelin. Yay!

[Queso]

this silly world of ours dissolves and I'm lifted outward, inward, together (pressing palms)

to a crystalline cloud where I am blanketed by the positive vibration of intertwining dimensions

and spectral smiles curiously peer around the squirming stalagmites

connecting my cloud to the other clouds in godspot light.

:rolleyes::hihi::phones:

[Tarantism]

What a day to say

the Patriots are losing, its the 4th quarter

but I don't wanna jinx it.

Oh and MNF is playing TONS of Led Zeppelin. Yay!

 

So much for that.

 

Oh well, there is always next week.

[Queso]

Shoppers and store clerks described a scene

of panic and chaos after hearing shots

even as a pianist at the store

played on.

[Turtle]

fecund words

playing on

fetid words

playing on

:applause:

[Tarantism]

the poor pan piper looked up at the wall

it was around sunset in the land of the lost

he had his coat in hand, his bag hung lossesly on his shoulder

and as he walked inside he scoped out shelter for the night...

[Tarantism]

The Old Bishop looked up at the wall

and in his hands he clutched god

he knelt by the bed and said his prayers

and that night he slept but didn't dream