flibbertigibbet neume CONSIDER for LT

morph my norm-bled

mumblety-peg my norm room

sugar-hedged by sweet swat drumsticks

signatories books of bookish Book of Kells lumens 

worthy at stake the outtakes

in miniature flotsam jet skis 

in the breeze of happenstance

by staunch chance

shore broom voluminous tune 

various impediments lay off

the rectangular rest in the middle

of the staff pasteurized hegemonized blistering

along riverbeds in bed with riverbeds

and the sea shine alerting me to the spitters 

of neume bleed means various paternity suits

will blister the airwaves as we flee

the Z-pak would-be solution 

once Instamatic now pulsed a centimeter

from the thumb and fore-

finger to taste rigamarole around the 

im-posy gem lanes glutted with charming

weeds un-spliced what have you 

have you any thread yes sir yes head

blimey for the nonce you ensconce selves

of your-n in bliss as whispery as day shore

melodious lore several meters away 

to the shore where snow snores back

sunlight retorts back to my shoulders

one of them scarred from infancy

but loved by me it meant I could be

on the right side of my 50/50 

chance of continuing to size myself

into my surroundings tiny and pinkly 

and when I picture Nurse Molnar 

I like to think she would have liked

what happened next and next and next

I also love nurses more than I love

skateboarding and more than trial

and error along trails at the behest

of blazers let's start here in the middle

of the riddle plaid as silk wannabes