AUDIT life? Not hardly. Fully enrolled and final bleak.
SKULL, inside thereof, struggles to own the course,
TYING fitfully what happens to its precious rarity:
GONER struggles to grasp gone.
Month: December 2022
2022-12-13 words
AUDIT, SKULL, TYING, GONER
Captains of reduction
TITANs of enterprise cast our time’s longest shadow,
YEAST mixing, rising, baking the celebrated result,
CANON of society: entrepreneur measured as model citizen.
LEAKY, of course, this view: all other worth drained away.
2022-12-12 words
TITAN, YEAST, CANON, LEAKY
Past lives
S.A.S. SYstematically shook the shaky seniors, they the
TOKEN of things present yet past, their past seen in a
PRISM of things well- and badly-remembered, like a long-running
REVUE, now a game of two, three, or four halves.
Xmas mehs
SASSY holiday cheer, deep as a shallow puddle,
TOKEN nod to peace drowned by commerce and nostalgia.
PRISM of the season splits our longing into empty beams.
REVUE, noisy, flashy, bouncy, to crowd out low hopes.
2022-12-11 words
SASSY, PRISM, TOKEN, REVUE
I can’t live without it!
It’s Christmas and while the fridge is CHOCK
full, the blinking Internet on FIBRE
is down. Again. The intermittency last week DROVE
me mad, like standing in a field full of BRIAR.
Roads and Tracks
CHOCK pulled, plane taxis, soars, slips ground’s hold.
BRIAR, meadow, town, fields, hills. Also:
DROVE of roads and tracks, lines on Earth’s face,
FIBER of societies, nerves and veins, carry pulse and impulse.
2022-12-10 words
CHOCK, BRIAR, DROVE, FIBER