Laughing At The Woodblock

this "space noir" Fascism
is what. a boundless abyss
of adoring roses coloring
and magnetized to the waltzing
skeletons who become as bulky
as woodchucks fostering action
in a meadow.

What of this series of waltzing knights
in armors of amorous roses.

Lady Knight,
your extreme and arcing cranium of green roses
must be supported upon the back of black opossoms
whose snouts are mosquito-like.

Lord Knight,
your wildly extending epaulets of purplous rosies
seem like the waggling tongues of pontifexial festers,
j invertos machem f if dot become erectoid
and orthogonatal.

this "space noir" Fascism
must have its origin in that sheep's navel
called Vienna, where upright molerats
move nudely through alternating columns
of black and white roses, whose tusk-like teeth
are crimson glass and are the rectory windows
for a mouthfull of eyes, and blinking has some
swarmly withering tastes. We will pass on a register
of buffoon and rabble, while following Kuno,
a dirty little beast in a boat of newspaper.

Kuno sniffs
this "space noir" Fascism
is what. a boundless abyss
of adoring roses coloring
and magnetized to the waltzing
skeletons who become as bulky
as woodchucks fostering action
in a meadow.

"Romantic woodchuck," spurks Kuno
who passes silently through the wood
of brain-mush-rooms, rearranging and
arranging his wooden puzzle toy people.
Great gloves of woodchuck.