19. 04. 19 (after a whole week of heavy emotions and intense politics, I’m aiming for something quick, light and whimsical with today’s prompt: write an abecedarian poem)

abscond benevolence;

consciousness deserves
effervescent festivity;

greet handsomely
illicit, juvenescent

lucrative majesty
necessitates opportunism;

parody quality;

readily salute
talkative, unconventional

welcome xenodochial
ytterbic zing

Author: heartinthematter

pluviophile, singer, drummer, reader, writer, dreamer, thinker // the things that don't make sense are the only ones that matter//

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