Sunday, October 10, 2010

A Bag of Pickled Hush For a Thick Lush Bog

they say me
give
the half-head
baby soap
a boat whose pagoda
willfully
come cube
come empty vo
wager its rope
through a string
of tongues

goat has a centipede zipper kettle goiter candle

it was in a balcony
shaped like a beak
that the birdcage
held a tiny man

green fidgets
furt digix kicken
log stripped back
to liquid animal faces

pick it taint
tour it want
wink it woed
word it weed
weddew

come peat
come peat coax
hands
to repair
some gloves
gloves
to protect
some hands

eargloves
the cold
only enter
a spherical pillow hole
then dry
dazed

oiled a magic foot-tooth
with a suit of soot

villon
to talk
to his mouth

novel
not live

livrenovelty
ovals
slavos

bare
as air
its urges

Estonia
not see