Super, sonically speaking. Fookin' Ace.stuartryder wrote:Supersonic? Not any old sonnet.
(Sort of song found all over this planet.)
Something new, square-capped knee,
Sall-and-bocket joint, that's my
Intention, twist the ligament,
Change the lyric into a twig and then
Fuck it, chuck it in a stream,
Wait for the river's intervention,
Current hurtling through a dream.
A batch of bream unsettled,
A coot thrashes through nettles.
It takes off, the lake sloughs
Its calm for good, as a Nimrod
(One time a Comet) goes Supersonic.