#245 - anybeast's dreamzoo

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anybeast’s dreamzoo

 

an all-in savannah

with jungle edge

desert too

 

where do the lip thing

throw voices

wallow

 

a dizzy stillness

fenced in out

tongue twirl

splay to daisy up

 

digestion!

to be entertained

where nothing to hunt

and no one comes after

idle

tight mane

 

sack of bones bending

an attitude of ear fling

 

damn that shoulder twitch

 

walk with them past the paddock

two legs with shovels go

 

little treehops

tail up chasings

chest white shown standing

do a scented rub

 

is my stream golden?

 

take a turn as a stone and warm up

 

no one to run from

nobody hides

 

loll

self cast shade  

my limber up, rust

go on parade

 

one ate a little

too much all these days

though only what they let

 

the echo growl sets off galahs

over under wire and went

 

later perhaps, if you like, we may fuck

though it’s useless

still there is time to foretell

do you read us?

 

need the wild for passion

 

these are sounds you yourself might have made

 

unbelievable sadness

 they do not call it that though

 

without death

just these natural causes

cannot say that’s life

 

often in a library hush

trick time just to be