aesthetic orthodoxies look
like a train of dachshunds
entering the kitchen
as i'm making coffee
in the rain
que pasta
little wiener kaisers
i pull your tongue
like go-kart rip-chord
my telium
is like monopoly top hat
or shaman's digression
at the base of the pole
while the wonder dancers flop
somehow more perfect
than any unknown molecule
but arenaria
is sloping to a fabulous
see of skull fruits
slick like cedar galls
or gargoyle hollow shoulders
whose nesting grounds
shriek with wild roc joys
cumulous
are greasy
the chandeliers
are GTO cock flex
goat alone in a mountain
ancient
historical
spring
feeding the village green
now known
only to ogres
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