Sunday, January 19, 2020

Galloping Pines

French paint leery lists 
Manners cold and fast in isolated injured briars 
Seen for billowing manors 
What frost lies for punctual mornings 
Galloping pines Long and lonely 
Smells of venturing seasons against trained misers 
Breaking timid destinies Arrows angry visit mine 
The wasted song of dust 
Summer training misses along underwater voices 
Tunnels breath white adornment as veins of laughter reach born masters 

 -Cory Tambourine
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