Just Lines

Streaming in a space of my own I
hear the hurricane: I need no ears.

Soaked in harmony of happy lines
conversations jar.

These are passages by a belletrist
penny dreadful will seal it.

Foot between your feet
coziness of love's capital.

Teaspoons have ways of announcing
their reaction to lackadaisical sessions.

Staring at a headlight will blear you,
this is true of sapience.