Eschewing the drolleries for something finer
no easy task
no evil bask
prone to darkness dementia claims
no venture towards the dark today
upon wild mad dogs & snails they rode
carrying parts
of
owl tarts
wrens of gold & crimson leaf
to battle man and all he seeks
Come ye rabbits look to the Sun!
leave your dark
forego this lark
meditate on something finer
find this day your tales brighter
