If She's Getting a Kind of Name for Herself / And the Name Ain't His / A Person Can Develop a Cough
Delights
Flitting through the galleries,
Picasso's nudes,
Dante's landscapes,
Bosch,
The world in twisted loops
And impotent,
A garden hose all tied in knots.
It is so magnificent.
Hold tight my hand, my arm,
My beautiful amore,
My delight of sweetest softest dust.
The halls continue unabated.
- 11/13/19