Apr
21st
Mon
21st
DEATHLING
kora
the milkfat of butterflies in the hexagrammatic come-to, more
so, brutally insist that light be queen of a dark geography, genital nether,
mega-spermatozoa in the spectrascopic peeling skin, chrysamthemum
this skin burn, i die o night this, will make love to me, double-double
episolon lyra, the beta lyra, these charged forth in the soil under, corpse
husk uncoils, unbends from oak, helix doubly hissing herself, octo-helix,
fools have big wombs, gold are you, here in the swarming pig
consciousness by which is just meant: hark! one cannot have every
little thing, not the sun nor every season
what breaks apart homage of Whatever Is Love may be the hymn to sordello, the crack open - reach in, reach in
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sara m. larsen
april 21, 2008
