Friday, December 27, 2013

Pontisciple Fewd

If only the vulgate
of every confusion
were yet the crisp green onion
of transubjectivitease's
ear canaling snap
shag waxing's never
waning dawn, the opening
of Munsalvaesce by means
of moth's cunt hair (quent aire)
misread as corsair, or coarse
air, the articulation of which
gives much aggregating
to twisthet thisseling
thwistlichtwyteleen en
el noir all grey suede
on Sue .. see.