In you little blonde head
I am suffering
In your little blonde head
Chang and English
move into the river
in an 18th century
glass jellybean carriage
wearing wet sealskin body
condoms
and powdered whigs
In you blonder little head
all of Rome has come
like the legions of demons
to the tree of bo
and it is there
that i see a little bird
wearing a tooth
for a helmet
it is there that the skull
is launched
down into the
slough of drums
where it tumbles
into 120 megabytes
today
she was not blonde
but an old negro woman
hiding a watermelon
in her stomach
"messer"
every watermelon
is a jellybean
and in French
jealousy
is gel-o
that's water
and beef bone dust
and sugar
and food coloring
and naked people
can wear it
and jiggle
Monday, January 31, 2011
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