Holding
the world
The
world
The
ash
And
the heavens
Diamond
black
Rheum
and horned
(Say
it in French)
Little
boy's breath
In
deeps of dream
Whatever's
left
Pales
and buckets
Reims
of brownian
Carbon
jerks
Like
withdrawal
Bonding
seizure
Convert
ethanol epilepsy
Go
on I duff ya
Feels
like jelly tots
Shattering
glass
Look
my nipple
Is
a shotgun
Blasting
pheasants
For
a laugh
Hail
of lead at crawk of dawn
Deep
abscesses
Run
with gravy
Cooked
for princes
Princes
mindst you
Only
princes shoot to scoff
There's
an elephant
In
my baby
A
runcible moon
On
ferruginous wharf
Rattling
spoons
Sabre
practice
For
the rabid
Dancing
forklifts
In
wet glitter
Like
a rainbow
Spraying
roe deer
With
a handcuff
In
the mist
I
have seen these rings
Incorrigible
Insignia
fati
I
have sucked them
To
my breast
Kissing
polish from the conker
In
remembrance and respect
She
was once
A
leavened warrior
Wicker
raven
Bent
and coughing
At
your whim
at
your behest
Deferential
obsequious
doffing
In
the flagrance of your jest..
2018.
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