Viri Viri Vidi Viridi

'down the broad way do i go'

the tragic and the comic
are both buth h'modes
of the everlasting antic
(old and unregretting)

oyay oyah hobonah yaybon
yahyay bone high hoe
yaw bone yay hue bawn
bone hay
yawn hi
hey bone hide yawboon
hee hobonumpah

oh icksy delights hide
in the green and swarming stain
dark urns of weird ale
are summiting amid
this emphatic sumer

oh my miscreaturification
on me receive
an ad for the clinamen's
destination

for can you not douche
the aural ventrical
with a pair of vested doves
sent through the messy quilled air
to vacuum up
the odor of paradise
the little which is left

yaybonn high
neigh-licky wry bonn
wry hune icky fry
the jaw way
the hobobone
and the bohotone
and the lone groan
of the thorum flexing fletus
of fetus
in odd garoon mitts
flayed

living green eyes
tile
the wildly rippling
urn-heads
and sack them with the days
when the sphinx
was a popular muse


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