Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Fear

Fertile falasy, falsifying fancy;
for the fantasy of future fall,
find I never the fruit or freedom,
forever and ever of the freefall.

flora and fauna, fox and feline,
the flake on the mountains and the fountains,
make me feel the feelings of fine,
fail to fell the frowned and tense.

fire to flame and flame to fame;
the famished face of love and fond,
the absolute fuck ups and the faltered finds,
takes me for a famine foamed.

fecundity of my frosted fashion,
faltered nature and my forefathers,
all to defame and fallion,
and the final funeral, so be it rather.