Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

Tale of the Mechanic
Anonymous
In days past, broccoli-green castles idly watched Indian summer stalk its prey
Last for the skewering first for the hurting--Now we mislead!
Keenly it fell from the front of the jet-black helicopter.
It was a good screw, thought the bored Jane Doe to herself
She was really really happy
Quagmires linger from the goldenrod sloth
The mechanic trembled, her Hades shook,
Heads whip back when crushed against anvil-like shiny pates
Fetch this bone, like a dog I will grip you in my turquoise teeth.


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