Friday, June 3, 2011

More Erotic Scuba Challenges

For if they swim
for two-thousand miles
through toroids of squirming coral
only to arrive at famed Atlantis
squinting at robot rucksacks
sushi pulp extruder nozzles jammed
from lightning interlode

if these Minoan-looking dudes
don't have like lavender hovering concrete
we'll just breaks out the sax
no, i mean
a speaking walrus wearing a crown of tiny chittering insectoid
rongo rongo

hey, like language is light touch acid

'me gown'
'mi grown'

[sigh = groan]

In youth, all his fantasies were of complex mansions, scuba,