Thursday, 25 February 2010

to sonnet y

tonight there went swans & circumferences
descriptive of coordinated elimination
there went weightless ropes
thrown into kitchens of knife-crime figuration
a style of headgear not understood nor
adored,carillon witch-hunt,there were
cicatrice-dolls,someone is
oiling them now according to schemata
divergence economico-satin & cased
crusted unequally staunched.that aperture
glares into prepared arcadia,its martyrology
sucks a sack of pantaloons kisssed
in tearful standstill despair retributive
sub-plus kink.a stretch of those lamp;

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