Thursday, January 27, 2011

Il-y-a Pli-gorgene

the stomach itself
was made of opium,
but had become a lamp
in the intervening years.

an animal had once
tended it, defended it,
but had lost interest
preferring to lodge instead
in a collection of hollow
logs, dragged out
from interminable
wastelands, and

thus, religion
lay nude, lacking,
lacrimoist, full,
foolish, lichtig,
wrong, and

it goes on for awhile
like that, the whole time, snick-
ering through a glass

the whole thing
is crammed with marks,
in which the all-pervswaysieve, and
dolorous sign, 'works' like an