Poetry Soup

liquid generally served warm boiling solid words of passion purees thickened with weird im- ages out of the mind of a crazy cr- eator meters rhymes calculations an- d counting were of the old kind when dim witted patrons mostly ruling dwelled in rules and regulations order and structure when they dressed up to eat at their mansions now we are in this kind of free world and we ma- ke free juicy creamy warm soups of anarchic love