Veerle Heyninck Florimond Margriet Poet Personification

Sea Up To End

if the wolf teeth demonstrated
 than peeling the road as lackeys, silver output 
the bad luck the night crying for the dancers
 frivolous melancholy
 keep me under the spell of the decorated path on my mood in the trees high
 off the surging transmission
 jungle gaping in  wish the big bang as a reinvented VIRIS in your head 
you have now seem to realize who's talking about his pride as evil and cold science 
will by singing phrases of lights 
from the sea up to end 
the wheat from the wild as a child diluted in the heath
 of the lamb faces strings on the peat

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