The Art of Tetman Callis

no stint.
you lose elation, stench.

sure, et al. is a moot clearing of throats. sit at tidy
near dark. tut, tut—
stay—lay—i’ll put on airs, sow a wave.

to vid okay—kiss. (oh, toy! right!)
rented door on this vaj, he dial you first.
secure you die, exclaim, oh! lewd is rancid.
(weak me, first nodding man.
damn, be a capulet, capitulate easy. i be an ex.)

newer, a tenuous creek,
a kind guy, i/you.
fit, all i had is you. (oy.)

(Copyright 2023 by Tetman Callis.)