Classic Poem

form from morf.
e.g. inasmuch & insofar as formaldehyde exists long underwear exists.

next night the mountain monkey was broken to the plough at last & yesterday gave a pint of blood to the Red Cross.
O poor people there was such elation at that.

in another dream I thought I saw Lord Byron flying a milk truck backwards look athwart the tender dawn.
dusting crops of sea salt with cut-rate stained glass.
singing a long old song how sorrow is knowledge.
resembling Jack Lemmon he was last seen swimming on a horse or surfing on a pleated playmate below the neat curved leechcraft heel of our six-string rainbow.
neuropterous-membraneous arc in the breast-fed northeast of moon pool & pine-wicker basket of wet mad cats with sprained ankles turning into polymyositis ache all over.

running horses punctuate an afternoon & running hoses perforate an afternoon an afternoon like the pocket going bottomless down into an old pair of pants.

I could swear I saw Charles Dickens in a dream too.
putting in forty hours a day in a cold mind.
a stack of bibles five foot ten skipping supper of gruel & junket just to dream me back reciprocally.

a Smith brother off the cough-drop box or shortstop for the House of David.
a retired parachute rigger who moves his hands in his sleep all night.