Monday, May 3, 2010

Rabid





The bitterscreamer's pelt
went on like pangolins with
a warbler's lickerish tongue
laid on in rose, the squirmiest
nameless mini-star to replace
its toes,

how cheese-lace tastes fresh
though evenly
it's burnt

I still can connect

sock to evening
via nommorol

/quote/ duct:

Only the statue of Balzac
by Rodin attracts my eye~

things meeting
by accident
and still trying
to get along

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