More abecedarian fun!
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a resin from pines
brittle at home with
chairs and cool contexts
dear mix of acids
ease into varnish
faint pine odour, you
Greek pitch, make crystals
hold your glassy seat
in soap, in wax or
jaunty tin sculptures
kink yourself in inks
let the world see your
magic glues; lenses
nipping the old buds
oils wink at suns
plucks on your grand bows
quell the silent times
rapping on knuckles
save the day with grease
the pride of China
under the Scots trees
very small in size
whispers an immense
xuthus-like prize that
yields use after use
zoom to it – it’s huge