No. 8-9


Lars Palm   

Be Still My Garden


further off
in the garden butterflies
flutter from flower to flowering
tree. the old king
enters through the
east gate to get ahead of yet another
narrative device he thinks will

sink its teeth
into his calves to
x-ray his plans for
taking over a neighbouring island
yes that strikes me as
friggin’ paranoid but
other than that his
undercover butterflies command
respect for their skills


seriously wounded
imitators imitating
x & the way (s)he
takes on the perils of
extended afternoon tea sessions
ending in
nightly rambling walks through

sherwood to find things to bring
into the garden
x being perhaps 
the longest standing
emissary sent off to
end the need for developing
new ways of opening chests




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