as i walked out on midsummer ! Moaning
- PART II
the stranger's sun-dial
was spot on ; yet circum-specked .
" ! Rest a while ," he said,
and I'll explain all .
y'see, these specks ( circled specks )
they mark your rareness.
And mine. All padres .
our Time - dialled thus - ring in ears,
sing out Solstice Day .
A shout : " Aye ! brother ! ( father-brother)
A hug from Cliff , a cooing
cousin from Dover .
A proviso. My turn :
" Let! he who is without kid
cast the first moan
( oh)! Time lies ", groan I.
for I am / I'm without progeny ,
and now I must . . . . fly " !
Cacophony .
Drum & Bass Monotony.
we dance to Prodigy.
careless parting.
a dumb-ass-fish beat
a lifeless retreat on the snare .
SONNEY (& NONSEY ) KLIMET MIKELY NO-NETS
KLYEMIN TONES alfie Bass KLONNIE TYMES
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