Each of them wears
a golden dragon mask
and they sit around a tiny house
the ceremony involves
a dugong smoking a pipe
while flying through
a typhoon
its long catfish whiskers say
revolver
tied to a telephone
black spaghetti
my thin cylindrical house
light cone
Shah Midden Sac
Inca Inka Unko
Christopher Lee
is a golden Dragon
and Klaus Kinski
must kill him
both are dormant for winter
inside sleeping catfish
The dugong is like a zeppellin
that people paint
and someone paints on an elephant trunk
saying
here is the Prince of Elephantine
special jade flipper extensions graceful muse
the storm
the dudeen
also jade
works like a snorkel
in the eye of a hurricane
minute business relations
are visible under the sky lens
where things are moving
the ceremony
tends toward unlocking
the little house on the table
where the golden dragons sit
there is always danger
try wearing a heavy golden helmet
while slogging through
thousands of sloppy howling universes
it would make
dudeen smoking dugong
take wing in a typhoon
says Christopher Lee.
