Romeo and Juliet Unwind

Dead ahead         rude & remissly
slurring over personal experiences
she kissed me         a giraffe working over a shrub
       said "I need a bath"
Holy Moly!
Inventively conventional and all to his liking
An apple-print bib stained with brown liquid
A workable fixitive in the face of no parking
Kids clambering pitifully over the drifts
& the mothers limbs languish
in the coolness
over the rim of the tub
       surfing the bubbles
Ankle-deep carpets & goose-bumps

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After expending energies each
   in the most delightful way
exquisite white wildernesses where she lay
waste of middle winter
Where
for dinner? What fray
of April
spray of fennel
falling upon my face
I should live a thousand years
Seek happy nights to happy days
Wash dry swoons with salted tears
Muffled still be hoodwinked with a drill
Measured and be gone      being heavy
and not for this rambling

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Breaches, blades       ambuscadoes in steerage
And sleeps again. On, lusty gentlemen
To the angry frozen bosom
that puffs unwasted over marzipan
good manners foul
and uncalled for
March brisk at the bouts
the tug of our dancing days
strikes dead the semblance of solemnity
to lead on on by the palm
      such as would please
a craved aubergine       in the dull earth turns
The dead ape, purblind, protests desert
Some spite, some invocation
            meddling only to raise him