An evening of sardines
began with opening a tin
upon the moment of eruption they had colonized the gin,
simpleton.
Oh my soul
will jeopardize the jam,
go despoil the doilies;
go apricot the man:
Dekko dekko dekko dekko
an evening of sardines
Tailering, Finnigan’s
scale-able, swimmerin’
hold that sway again:
Dekko dekko dekko dekko
an evening of sardines
How the elbow goes go I
into moon pie’s tiny tide
where rapture’s just another word for diving
easy does it
mesmerized
an evening of sardines
