Reveal
Our quaking skin
Submerge the infernal din
Riot of juicy hominids
Purple iris, yellow bud within
For a forest can yield
More I have found
In any art gallery
In manic city vault
Or speakers corner
Where
Scabbing over
The flatulent masses
Thinking their somulant gravy heads
Notable
Wallow in rhetoric and
The absence of things beautiful
Where O where
In dell, in valley, cliff and crag
Scattered like spell
Forever stretches infinite
Sleek as a seal
Catching waves coiling surge
Magic possesses quiet urge