Flick book. 

What a way to start a day 

unperturbed by silence 

Deaths a fly that fiddles time

looking at the book of souls 

exchanging hands around 

the circumnavigated Atlas  

Since cosine decided coincidence  

to destroy elgins patience 

With weights of measured Troy 

Recipe for love in metallic frame 

Enshrining what life means to you

counting Abacus in with which 

you soap and shake fellow cocoon’s



Taking a bite too soon from this seed

Awaiting mohair green covering

Convexed by those moral situation 

quincing around lost industrious 

dreamscape equations.