A heart of glorious crystals glitters round a being like you to say a happy birthday.


Merry-gone-round and nascent rounding

The final drop of sand in the hour-glass

Bear days of acceptance and forbearance

Of laughter and spilled bile

Your pornographic revelations

Point spectacled crumbs of reminder-remainders

Of epileptic tempers and eclipsed low

A bi-phasic observance

Of frothy “eidetic” philosophies

And ever-surprising jig-saws

If this oddity interests

May I pluck hard in subservience?

Image by Ed Yourdon via Flickr

Have a nice berth-day in sorts

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