Not.

Semtaur on synaphone

blag! face of woven raisins
it looked up in shame
at the thing whose head was blinding

now lay like a mummy
and pass into the pupil

now lay like a mummy

and pass into the pupil

now lay like a mummy

and pass into the pupil

raisin face can drive the eyeball

on the freeway listening

Semtaur on synaphone

blag!

then a cop in a raisin

had a blinding red head

your ears during sex

are too hot

your red hot ears

gave me raisin face again

i am your pupil

mummy woman

take out your raisin baby bag

of bones and bonga bonga lucky nutch

they cross a fever unaided

but somehow

we get drab

especially under red snowflakes drifting

the kris boat mahogany head clamped

on gator

your ear gators likely

to sing poorly infused

to lemon skin

we enter then

the cool hall in lemon skin

your baby is an ipod milk amoeba

living in a white raisin ear

droned Matisse

droned

Arp Amoeba Hands

harping folder

dossier

synapho!

She hired the Greek men.

She hired the Greek men.

Blood red Parthenon.

Green goddess dressing.

raisin face can drive the eyeball

into

lemon garage

"haitian pressed salmon"

on wizard toast

i only want

little glass tunnels

and glitter shirts

or we could sit singing

with the beached whale again

our whole raisin

is a sweet red cherry

dried like an Inca

just a whiff

of  mummy babies

in banana paste