BlogHide Resteemsbriew (25)in poetry • 7 years ago2Man flex. Sheepdog reign. Harem of sheep. The vein in his right arm pops blue. The sausaged aliens with the long foreheads can see him squint and preen (mince?) from a telescope aimed (with…briew (25)in poem • 7 years agoPoemSnow walks outside. Under the ice a zombie hound. Blue the fingers. Tied in a knot about the hand, all the broken promises. Somewhere the sun is under ice, locked there by a jealous king.