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Penetrance
snake eat frog cozy
female snaps white tree branch
I spoke silence and cried cudgel-bean
baby elephant's tusk
Ivory tunnel wherein cops came in
Eternal seed
Spill dew upon the chastened ground
Food come up
Danse Macabre
Dance Macabre
Dance, Macabre
Dance, Macabre!
Love like a winter storm,
Bitter and torn,
Like the pages of a beat,
All that is weathered and worn,
Comes down at your feet
Cat jumps on bed
How we miss a proper psychopath like you, Ted
Now we’re all nutcases in a nuthouse nation
America is a nut tree, strewing nuts all along the path
A girl on a bicycle picks one up and puts it in her basket
The year is not as it was before
And she is peddling to her grandfather’s house
Along the way she hits a stone wedged between the slots
And she is upended from her bike
Like a snail out of its shell
And she hits the ground on her back in a blue? Is it a red dress?
I can’t tell
Anyway there are flowers on it
It might as well be a tablecloth
It is inauspicious
And a gruesome atrocity
She lies on the ground, with nowhere to go
She decides to have a snack
And flipping open the basket pulls out the nut
She cracks it open
And put the naked, fetal-positioned flesh
On her tongue
Wouldn’t you know that’s the first place you put a nut?
Then she closed her mouth
Crunch crunch crunch
Hammer of the Supreme Court is coming down
I forget who this girl is anyway
I’ve lost interest in her altogether
Her teeth, her hair, her face, which was never turned towards me,
her ugly freakin dress,
Which isn’t hard to imagine,
She looks like a Quaker going to her first dance party,
I tell you, her clothes represent the massacre of the Jews,
But who she is I couldn’t tell you at all
Tuxedo black drawn quick tight wrong
Red gondola bid me tea-tote farewellisms
Exquisite monstrosities denote fatigue in the overall infrastructure
Marble outcasts in Thebes groan bandsoon
Terracotta landmarks dream of schools scorched in new high noons
David and Goliath duel first head south then you’re eyes
Michael watches as dunes rise from hopeful farms
Dog drag leash and finds turtle
Clandestine memories sweep under the chimney
And in their expiration go up into the night sky over Paris to blanket people
Faraway, fargone, farlost, farsung
Eden is an eternity waiting to happen
Gone the day when the brethren I would make
Hurry to the stars
Divine appointment
Checks with the teeth I am so disappointed
The Year of Sorrow, sowing tears
Neverending luminous light
The wicked man, yoking his peers
God’s anger burning bright
Partiality, still by wealth, as we judge by appearance
Lazarus peering down at us, from on high
Metaphysics’ mysterious disappearance
Morality’s abject conclusion, far from which we lie
Torso wrapped around brown baskets
Hunting grounds of rabbits burnt to a crispy potato and strawsack animal dog on a string
Never you mind whose side I’m on
That should be clear as a McDonald sign
Exorbitant amount of anything spiritual does not harm
Warthog shoulders beef on its snout can’t breathe but can help some more
O Holy God
O flowery descent
O wondrous flow of Sword-King’s blood
O,
GLORY GLORY GLORY GLORY GLORY GLORY GLORY
Death commands plain view of the stars
So fell the veil of reality
Between the marriage of Heaven and Earth
Penetrance Penetrance Penetrance!
