Tuesday, August 28, 2012


lurid mussorgsky
the gloaming sloppy with pigeons
whose wagons pile up
like dishes
into buffalo

rank and fly
as gems degrade further
two ears collapsed inward
make an icon for heart

to what comes through
the male
no fee paid
and mess by the seat of the pants
breathes quicker
and nails the whiteness
its alpha inviolable

nude gunfire
the phloem
pistol's daimon
toward the trigger

new rune
gleeful gliand
punning on the tongue

when its music cast more shadow
and its thinking held more dung

what the lower bell
in cosy cliffs could cure

a battle
of the bad dolls

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