V2.2

Vagrant, a fodderers 
Mounty phantom looting

in stemmy pursuit 
of gad incipient trills:

Ahoy the nill to spill and
frill your bill

with Scatterers Bounty.
Too bad too sad, shock therapy 

as I lay mooning 
and spooning

pall its vittles 
and what naught.

A troper of doom
drinking to impress

the will & the wobbly 
a noble distress.

Meantime anxious to find 
powers to unwind 

whereat meets 
riven angle 

struck in hapless pose
where beautiful unruly 

with oblivion 
arose 

a loud and speechless hum 
in Cabana 51.

Feet against fan 
head hot and slick 

couldn't sleep, you see
after getting sick.

Get up 
and walk out 

across winter lawns
to battle for dawn

 cold air heightens
pave and hard 

to the matadors 
graveyard,

where rub the stone
of old Wild West 

where took the liberty 
 to impale the blessed.

Infusion, 
tra la collusion 

& always that hint 
of  unforequenchable ruin. 

Exceptionally bad 
worse than sad 

right at that nix.
Where visibility collapsed

into stereo TIP 
ICK.

Blood and poverty 
of rhyme

purging forlornery
crossing sublime.

Mystery base 
gathers here today

a Travel Trailer Bunny 
a Dolly Operator
a vegetable for gardening.

 Entry entry
visibility unnamed.

Yet willing to crook
scale marsh & mallow

for haunting hook.
& cop a reel 
& collapse with zeal

where booze hounds airborne 
dacoits ego ideal.