John M. Bennett

Drooped Hush

hush your focus tooth your pill
wall sweating where you push your
locus booth nor still crawled melting
air you mumble inches ,rush your
hocused loose door filled with balls
and pelted chairs you humble ,ditches
,crush nor bogus loops or bills the
stalled hand welted ,stairs you stumble
riches lushed or logos drooped




Sugiht

flight of ladder sugar
light of lather sugar
fight of lander sugar
sight of leather sugar
night of legging sugar
might of lunchmeat sugar