partly dressed up for dreams

[wylde]

.


ferris wheels collide
squaring up
to jukebox arms holding
fluorescing fingers
holstered
in co-tangent angular wringers

herring voices eel out
when know ones round.

the party starts
the grooves wear patent leather
frocks
and the moon snorkels in.
holding glands
with conjoined hands.

lights another camel -
was just a lucky strike.

the shadows wash
black and blue
along the avenue
the winds of note saxophone about
wild and free
hanging up on the fraggled branches
upin each and every unstumped tree.

blue belles
and indigo chaps
chime out in the way it seams
fabric creasing hems
are more than a party
partly dressed up for dreams

.

[mnaz]

bodacious, groovacious...


makes me wanna saxophone about and eel out!

nice.

[judih]

don't patent leather, myself
but appreciate a good conjoin


judih