Mordecai

Mordecai

iacedrom
mordecai intended victum was running but nowhere to go not certain he
was a target he was hidding in the snow shoe hare beware limit rules
state the law is clear no one eats when they get 666 spell the Freon
zone with gass near brown grass of winter eye zed rabbit stewing in
his hutch looking askance aside the road at toad or turtle souped up
motor oil leaking on the tarmac the color of inked wet paper soaked
in brine beside the ocean near the beaches of whales entering the
covert operations code name Mordicai homosapiens eating meat become
the meat the dinosaurs falling into labreainths near lost angles
formed more than likely leaving after printings omnibed of bedding
wetter than before the paint not dry on leather etchings near the
lacings of the boots iacedrom ian bairnson making tribute for alan
parsons project its god musick good two describe bio now state the
sound of falcon fluttering moving wings just hanging in midair until
her lover sees add the sound a rat makes in the field as being fed he
hides the food and trys in vain to worship man for feeding rat again
poor Mordacai