ׁ ○┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈○ D O N ' T Y A J A I A L A I M E K I D ! km.nada ○┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈○ ⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒ cesta · cancha · pelota ⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒ ① not not empty just tiny little feelings like before your arm falls asleep. ② all bright and smiles put forward, "to the front, walk on fronton" and comes the foreboding sense of success. ③ hi jai alai and rest me cesta or catch me cancha or maybe just pause me pelota ... herd me and hurl me ... i am wild against the wall. ④ nestle nest or net me and leave me fallow 'til next season where we shout and shallow sort of simply we stitch ourselves together. ⑤ quietly quilted we be a thousand colours worldly and woven we speak secretly, lips locked and frozen. ⑥ colour me beryl or bertrandite or brush me burly unlikely not surly. ⑦ idle and title-wise or lovely and edelweiss, too many songs and poems about flowers but we just can't help ourselves. ⑧ inky calypso so sophistic so long and so soggy a tune we watch the trout dance only they ain't trout, they troubling troubled troublemakers. ⑨ please oh please proper and with pleasure present a fist and punchy punch a poet. ⑩ copy or compose or cull me composure: a feather, a cup of water, a miserly mentor. ⑪ we little things, we itty-bitty things, and we dress in ways to either prove or disprove our sanity all gussied up and saintly. ⑫ i write to write things how i wish i said them and when i am all outta sorts i guess i guess i gotta. ⑬ lil book, lil poem, lil chant, lil gloam ... that time it hard to read ... or too drunk to make it home. ⑭ better rest in bed all wrapped up in one another and sink for sank no time for titter tatter we best and beastly oughtta get right atter. ○┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈○ ● ○ ● ○ ● ○ ● invisible city press ○┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈○