Sunday, March 8, 2009

PLUS PLUS PULSING SUPPET

phliphoph they laid,
and where their angry
hoofpeds spattered, a
peace knot welled,
a sliphknoth gathered

torn in the mangled thighs
of the grasses, a thing-thyne,
a fleesh ruuine,

umbilical root skull
heavy like a sponge stone
blood-botched,
erapunctival

and phliphoph
like a sack
was murmured to

infinity as a gap
within its own silence

a strangling
and a shame
to shine more brightly

that thing sun
of memory
drooling tools

the fitting
conclusion

concussion


noise sucking knock

all phliphoph

all was

seer's weary la

diamond
chaos
harpoon's

cheap
elastic
leftover

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