Sunday, March 16, 2014

Now I am Wonderful For You




the droppings of El Guapo
are loping on the plain
and guanabana is rad
and Venice is seeping

Bonno's guano has left
the submarine virulent
and brilliant equal
brillurent or blirulent

the droppings of El Guapo
salute with lavender hands
wild black reeds that quiver
and thrust up from the sand

the poles around here
are decorated with heavy bells
and aeolian whistles whispers
and bats rubbing sleep from their eyes

yellow rheum helmets
touching your thighs
the sky aches
with soma pellets