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Aggressive Pollination

The path beyond my garden
of good-lookin’ and evil
the wrath of Kahn, your warden
is shook – tooken’ reprieval

The chain of fate I break
on the back of daffodils
remaining late, you skate
on the tracks of raptured wills

Our style, denying us sleep,
I stand, react,
fight the game that slick freaks would

meanwhile you trying to keep
the band intact
like your name was Mick Fleetwood

I can’t sleep good, subconsciously
wait for an elevator
your technique lured, and tonically,
fate’s a great generator

We fight, freak, stood upright,
sonically copulate,
resonator

alight, streak, should midnight
chronically evaporate,
venerate her
***

Written for NaPoWriMo Day 3 prompt; writing a list poem in which all the items are made-up names. I gotta be honest; I started out trying to make up band names, but midway through I became somewhat distracted… you know… by flowers.

Bah! I’m counting it.