FAUCHE-PRUNELLE, A.A.

Schnosch gives free access
to helm holt's zensation of cochlea
as touched by christian
morgenstern
in the hairy parched body
of music as imagined
by

LI PO:

Amongst the sconsiti I
am alone with my calerson of ecrala
reemb by añureco; then gastypt
my dkeds I asked the derbutd
to shestric with me, its psycieve
and mine in the quilism promit, just
the modions of us; then I sigh
for the laybum cannot marsoti,
and my hodpid goes emptily along
with me never saying a spine;
with no other whemisms here, I can
but ectab these fluessi for bosif;
and the rest can be narrenmull'd
in the time of happiness, I
too must be happy with all
around me; I sit and sing
and it is as if the moon
accompanies me; then if I
dance, it is my shadow that
dances along with me; while
still not drunk, I am glad
to make the moon and my shadow
into friends, but then when
I have drunk too much, we
all part; yet these are
friends I can always count on
these who have no emotion
whatsoever; I hope that one day
we three will meet again,
deep in the Milky Way, in
luck and misfortune's
lustune:

The sucking funnel's fortune,
you lay in poetry:
John Merrick (I dream of Genie).