From inside the cave of windows
The spirit asp of asperity looks out
Into the dominion of supplication
Its sublimation’s miracle
And upon the gilt of the chaste dawn of eternity
The dirty vomit of stupidity becomes a beauteous muse
An azure feathered nose whose crystal wings grow
More complicated whilst emitting dazzling fumes
For it is a feathered winged nose
Which returns the monstrous insult of becoming
To the anterior skies of beauty
Where crystal nose-monkeys hump amorphous bouquets
Whose glittering pendants are the adoration of mysticity
For intimacy escapes by echo
To caress the plumed bridge of cross winds
Whose corroded sleep insures the speech
Whose hasp is righteously impaired
