Raphael's Madonna entering the Nuclear Age..

O

blanc

not eye

awaken

my blind

and beautiful

germ

 with blank

it is now

no accident

(to wipe the deck)

O

red birth

black birth

punctuation

the luminous hand

of despair

the it

whose bodiless wheel

(flamenco-buffalo)

should always divert

and 

in the screaming of green oceans

smile

...poor clown...

mother

I hear you

I see you

(your plume and echo)

and only language

knows unk(n)owing

the poem

l'or Ça

that gold

or poet

zeugma

3 lenins

as masqueraded

by 3

chinese

a reflection

as seen from behind

lo

(only slaves)

will grow here

what is it?

3 in any order

(happy free and repressed)

the people!

(a dalinian prison)

o let them be themselves

and let them make you..

814.

yes?

hello!

yes I'm fine..

Yes, I think you'll get in.

It's formal you know.

Black tie.

You know you can't come in old trousers..

Yes it's all that and more..

(cut to commercial)

What are you going as?

Get here promptly at half past 7...