Brumal
This word’s soul
has been ruptured
by time.
This word has
the heart of a mockingbird
and the voice of a mouse.
This word is constantly squinting.
It has befuddled eyebrows
and ash-gray lips.
Its liver has been
sautéed in suspicion.
It was born during the
Time of the Disgruntled Pelicans
in Talking Rock, Georgia.
Its mother is Lotte Lenya.
Its father is Fritz Perls.
This word reminds us
the universe is perfect.
This word has
the mouth of
a drowning trout
and the eyes
of a potato.
Its gall bladder
is doing half flips and
its liver figure eights.
Its voice is saturated
with Jack Daniels.
This word was born during the
Time of the Talking Kumquats
in Ding Dong, Texas.
Its mother is Liza Doolittle.
Its father is Pecos Bill.
Balbutient
This word is a beautiful atrocity.
Its heart is a Red Delicious apple
betrayed by worms.
Its liver is leaking vinegar.
It has the soul of
a black widow spider.
Its face is all darkness and dust.
It was born to Don Quixote and
Amelia Earhart in Never Delay, Belize.
Its left eye is sold granite.
Its right eye is pure light.
It views life
as being a pinball machine,
not a Swiss watch.
Basial
This word has a
voice like falling snow.
Its face is soft
with satisfaction.
It has emeralds in its eyes
that will steal your breath.
This word reminds you
that somewhere off in the sunset,
angels are serenading you.
Bersatrix
Wherever this word goes,
the scent of loneliness follows.
This word eats
only figs and brie.
It has a severe
reaction to
tacos and souvlaki and such.
Its eyes are
bluer than the Colorado sky.
It so needs
to hold and be held.
Chyme
Gruesome and grumpy
as a troll living under a bridge.
this word is as bitter as acorn milk.
It has overweight ears and its eyes
are the color of split-pea soup.
Its heart is covered with mold.
Its tongue is made of sand and clay.
It has the voice of a disturbed duck.
This word often wonders
when the gods were all struck blind.
This word is
a laugh and a half.
Its middle name is Rasputin.
Its face is wet as rain.
Its hazel-gray eyes
are deep wells of melancholy.
They dart about like restless stars.
It has the smile of
a deranged osteopath.
This word is
simple and true
as a rose in June.
Its spiritual master
is a bleached blond
surfer named Confucius.
This word is infinitely magical.
Its smile is bold as gold.
It lives in a gated universe.
Has the smile of a shark.
Its eyes are green
as hundred dollar bills.
Its voice is soft and happy.
Its face is painted
with the shadows of death.
It is as twisted and innocent
as a pretzel.
Truculence
This word likes to shout
and scatter things about.
It tugs its shadow behind it,
a shadow five thousand
miles long.
Like a blind old general,
it regards the world
with a casual contempt.
Its face is all bile and vitriol
Its voice is the winter wind.
Raptors perch on its shoulders.
This word is so mean
it makes medicine sick.