slofous
her grey breast birds distant
upon the crimson beach's
embroidered pictoform sentences
the ringing rising from a splendid white glove
which covered some cactus fingers
reaching out from the painting
to touch
the herm-knife hedge plunged in the fome
which plummeted down toward the yellow
waxen globe with its little satellites
of hovering yellow glass books
the color is unimportant
but uselful for remembering
what who swings the sky
what who burns the seething wheels
in windows whick plummet down toward
the cage where the muse is thickened
its dense blue bulbous nose facing outward
to the rain which urns
its chess pieces grown together like a city
my buttocks upon your back like a breast sign bird song
slofous
a long thin sac reddening from an embarassment
of niches
at one end a pistol
at the other a calabash
and crumpled rugs built up into a bridge damm
the silver smith's silver shoes lined with green velvet
and the little stone inkpot they move around
with an indistinct mind
a cane made from an earhorn with a mirror mounted on one end
a pygmy albino kangaroo leaps up on a loaf of bread
the tiny head regarding a larger one
and vice versa
the eyes fade breathe, their masks fringed with lanterns
siamese corsicans
charm of david exploding
no tong large enough to lift the burning idol
from its safe and sucking socket
to wield its eye
often the holy dome must hover
where the meadow begins its lurching throe
and bounty mangled white as fish tailed faces thrummering
lutish gelid flesh bulbs
the skin sectioned off for paragraphs
the thatch growing down and out
from the navel of this fog
its triangular light
in grain
make no hats to conceal its vivid skull-heart
hands tall to charcoal coming
the azure balloon armor which came for you
to steal your body
the two square black peas
which level the boat prow maiden's laughter
rocket fountain
blue ivory their eyes entwine
through islands of cloudless
pipe figures
flawsooth
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