to you, this will be mere surgery
clinical, sabbatical to warming white waters
in which love is not an operative word
but it is divorced from its immersion i take this chance
to leave phonetics to the phoenicians
as yet again we go, at last, at least, for once
dig up another zombie
unearth once more the flogging horse
or the pommel horse
something else i ( Read more... )

(are you there, god? it's me, exasperation ( Read more... )