Rhyme and Punnish Meant

[Fissile Walk Dendrachma]

in Saint Helena
among the winding ways
under black cabbage trees
i spent my days
recording the noises
of the headless Napoleon android's
blow hole

KARNAK HUMOK KOME
NUKA CRESS BEYOGO KLOCKTEEF

and these I daisy chained in a proom
a prose poem made into a room
which lay like a wandering string
through the great mystery yarn
of Melanodendron where
Dinuzulu kaCetshwayo
now a horde of garish spiders
sits up for a cake peak
millions of nictitating hourglasses
at the ends of rotating sunpalp insignia

RUKTAO KOLOON
MADFLARM GUDTHAK NEWD

and sometimes I see
piles of spiders pretend to be a head
for the misfit Corsican islander replica
Asteraceae or Compositae
glad to be having emblems flow between us
the very destiny of exotics
are to be confined by a highly spatial
mannerismo

MOAMAO GRUNTPRONT HITH
sudguvnit

at least the coffee is good here
their twin aztec heads say napoleon-awful things like
Saint Helena for Biodiversity
is touching the children at night
with its policeman's Tungi Spirit

it is an lophand
bugs bunny is that which is inside
the vodoun goat clipper
newly accreted for surface journey

make haste in time
for solidity is the surface
of drukken

DINOZUTU KUFOBSHWAYNE
modeef moteek

saints are red iron starfish masks
for criminals
during ritual exposure
to their victims

one can see the island of our form
is scarred by a black star
where volcanic daisies grow
from a jawbone
of cabbage trees

and John Logie Baird
gummedwanna and hedshed
is / ain't is land
island

ZAO OGLUND MISTEPFU
TRUTANKH COMMUNE


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