Monday, September 20, 2010
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pink spinal hors d'oeuvre
when the fresh literature chair
sedans its nascent escarpment
for fixing a nitrogen faire,
these indocent programs
might fistula the indistinguishable
crab tissue's extinguishing
faucet clause
your cheeks modulate out
into ruminating origami
golden gametes deciding directional
holoclypse in apoclaws
rock law
over hall
home carved domocile
the jade womb cavern furniture
its strange colliding gazelles frozen
and hidden under well designed pillows
the nabis all present
in their fauvist cellular
chalking white android
who carried the worm sac of tubors
to the altar of oddity's noise
there are diorama capsules
visible inside your thighs
there are diorama spheres
instead of eyes
warm green amoeba pillows
are chatting in front of the entertrainment orb
her emotional face
a decoration
his disease
the marking
their paws
go unhymnally to the light
and beautiful objects
come floating out
where the white circle
and the blue sky meet
there is a trail
but the amphitheater itself
goes all around the base of the rock
with lightning
for the curtain
and within the sect's
discriminating marl
an extrusion goes on
mile long black hot dogs
arc skyward and continue on
into orange
snaking through
a bright blue
colonnade
the disk on its forehead
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This is beautiful... both the art and the poem.
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