WHEN FOOLS DISPUTE
A trickle of dawn insinuated itselfThrough the crevices of black satiation.The elderly trees coughed, lightly, hurriedly,In remonstrance against the invasion.Lean with a virginal poison,The grass-blades shook, immune to light and time.A bird lost in a treeShrilly flirted with its energy....One fool, in the garden, spoke to another.
A trickle of dawn insinuated itselfThrough the crevices of black satiation.The elderly trees coughed, lightly, hurriedly,In remonstrance against the invasion.Lean with a virginal poison,The grass-blades shook, immune to light and time.A bird lost in a treeShrilly flirted with its energy....One fool, in the garden, spoke to another.
A trickle of dawn insinuated itself
Through the crevices of black satiation.
The elderly trees coughed, lightly, hurriedly,
In remonstrance against the invasion.
Lean with a virginal poison,
The grass-blades shook, immune to light and time.
A bird lost in a tree
Shrilly flirted with its energy....
One fool, in the garden, spoke to another.