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Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage ‘Once upon a time’
Midnight empties the street Of all but us Three I am undecided which way back To the left a boy
A silver Lucifer serves cocaine in cornucopia To some somnambulists of adolescent thighs
Little tapers leaning lighted diag… Stuck in coffin tables of the Caf… Leaning to the breath of baited bo… Like young poplars fringing the L… Eyes that are full of love
a lyric elixir of death embalms the spindle spirits of your hour g… on moon spun nights sets
Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes whirl crusaders from hallucinatory citadels
Man of absolute physical equilibri… You stand so straight on your legs Every plank or clod you plant your… Becomes roots for those limbs Among the men you accrete to yours…
Ostracized as we are with God The watchers of the civilized wast… reverse their signals on our track Lepers of the moon all magically diseased
Face of the skies preside over our wonder. Fluorescent truant of heaven
We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a mo… Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spilled on promiscuo…
The Normal Monster sings in the Green Sahara The voice and offal of the image of God make Celtic noises
The toy become the aesthetic archetype As if some patient peasant God had rubbed and rubbed
The threewomen who all walked In the same dress And it had falling ferns on it Skipped parallel To the progress
I am the centre Of a circle of pain Exceeding its boundaries in every… The business of the bland sun Has no affair with me
This misalliance follows the custom for female children To adhere to maternal practices While the atheist father presides…