Wednesday, November 02, 2011

hounds of the fearful red spanics

her head is tourmaline maybe montelimar
her ass is a scaffolded oak tree covered in chains
her belly is all of Bellona and the rushing
the gods of ash gather here like downpours
are you stupid? white heat.mama.in this low rain
the king of Spain. it confuses everyone
the entire idea of transparent ashtrays. they are low
low.dirty things bang bang.the eleophant and ciastle.
so lucky so beautiful. that sliding slow.god appears
as a platypus.many folks in dun drink from him.
back in the library a wild hound

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