set fire and sea the eclypsed moon has breathed one sentence short
port at starboard bow now drunks the sea-shell sheet
vanilla flavoured ash-brown as the silver of the cheesed goat shaves one wind
skinned sails as beautiful as the mossed bone
throbbing with exitement as a pantry maid
sucks and sods a moon too dry to drip;
eclypse both moon and Libra with the pale tone limbs
skimmed silk stills torprdo on a cried gin
on semon trees where once a cuckoo nestled with it\'s gauntlet gloved as god
the hell cod. the grave of sonic pink
inks a dead flamingo as her womb plucks features from the slate roof bridge
where stinks a frozen cluster in a whales room;
spin the oils that twisted on the spunk web
shrink erected trees and bleed a sun chocked prism painting on my nose
a stark repose; the sucked toes rabid feet in nylons black
break each mileage back
sack my leaves and chase each windowed cheer
fear not disciples chorus on the willow tree
pray only for the daylight as she dies;