The Unused Day

Thunderously in louder and echoingly sharpest,

The snagger snip oaf, widdles and rafters.

Creepers and weeddles winding empath,

to capturered all fillings and smasher encraft.

Ebbers and flockers all lighten round skies,

weeping red spotters etched in red eyes.

Teased wounded sapps scratch at behinds,

seekers and searchers for said surprise.

Open up wider grey streaking blues,

with flakings of waters flowing onto,

mossed clovered grasses swing and sway,

and all for the risings of the unused day.