El Amor al uso

odd to all
and all in odd
cuss cures one
or fwell'd as the tale
takes whole

Alain-René Lesage
wading in tea
in spider orchid leather
gutuls
limping lumping
in the garden of phyllion
for air on heir

Ah, Turcaret
U Turcaret

derivatives
of a bago
wag

say hombdullah
to a seawater
when golden corals grow
as forky horns upon your brow

the whole of man is a cuckhold ornament
and all woman the word 'fong'
uttered by a gannet
in a wheezing mist

that pours through the cove
and the government
of sages

so that you record
the sage people
all of them gown
and sage

so that you record
the high brown dolphin
made plain paper
in sage
in the epiphany way
as their coiled toes
swell

squeak know
or now
alienation may be limping
in your proud brow
Peter Lorre rides
an all white fly
singing
you are the brown seahorse
grown huge
and hung with lanterns
and tied by ropes

to cussy copse
this summer something
man is man
a simple
poor Irish dock worker
who goes out to buy a fish
but instead agrees
to purchase a cucumber
that he does not need
before it
delivers its own eulogy

to the beautiful ogre
the sorrow and the pity

crnila igra
holograms wrog
in the surface
of a picaresque
kaleidoscopic symbol
which careens with
cussy sages

whose bright future is suddenly interrupted
when it is forced to help robbers along the route
and is faced with jail

a jail face
a jewelled face

a farce
a blase' grille

venus talking
to a gannet


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