Samosa Rap

If Uncle Says It So:

It shuffled off the wretched style
moved apace crevasse and dropping in
cravat its shirt front simpering
and crepuscular. It was a waffled wall
a widow maker, set of stones
both bolder and formerly basalt
akin to it: columnular: the twin engines of a benedict.

Whence: to a Clandestine Orchard

Us might aggregate if
exposed between two
wide big klieg lights under
where us frequently kiss
is us lagomorphs soft
big-up ears us fragment ears
wrap sandy-soft is cinema

a poem in couplets by Andrew Feldhacker

Now that you mention it, it occurs to me
that my soap is peppermint-

scented. Could it be that I am everfresh?
I'll leave this up to you.

In keeping with my aversion
to cinematic genius, I think I'm going to pass

on that movie. So, please, by all means,
lambast at length. As

for David-Dorian, it's easy to see
why he's 'America's best-loved Tai Chi instructor':

whether it's parting the horse's mane,
crane spreads wings, or brush-knee-and-push,

his inner-balance and grace of form
are... actually kind of hard to keep up with at first.

I followed along for about half-an-hour.
Then I watched 'Hero', and went to bed.

So I'll be giving David another go in a little bit
here, and will give you a full account of my Chi,

post-Tai.
What's the scoop with you?

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