Reprise
Again albescent striarails purr;
the fallows douce receive whist douceur; mar-
lined, Az’d and Bel’d the bights from cross to cross
and town to town beneath the birds composed
take on simulacrums apposed, displace
etuis and blank the score that yaw from woods
trenchcoated, stevi’d, rilled, unmarred and mar-
about the seincaught sein, the seiche of lent-
ic welkin not the cloud, the loveshort loves,
the blithe, the paidfor blithe; j’accused astill
the sky deages, sloughs its marl, exhumes
itself: the dope will work until it don’t;
the hell will matter when that happens? Bel
the rill again puts face and laughs so hard.
Diphasia
The winterkelson’s tushes hooked like love,
as peculate, would anodize the soft-
est spots of poniard, crook, and obiit
each day, etc.; truce’d, albeit traduced, sum-
mergroated soon, dissolve the groat near pond
yards from the gulch where pyres soon would bea-
con. Stop, you videttes, please, this toomuch, please.
Be kind; give hate; give maul. I’ll hurt him soon…
again./ I need what Az would call the shoals,
to group said Bel. A bogus cock…a fool…
It’s not so sick… Imagine Az with them,
what girls he has… a bogus cock, no doubt…
Such needful pettiness./ Their sleeves would stick
and mouths would dry and world aright like love.
‘OS-
The theophanic ora hermatyp-
ic, ci gît neath catfacing limpets or-
gone’s carriontravail perfected. Thole
the eves, the TV’d familyrooms, the trop-
ic fork on pate in thule, so whether here
or gone enough remains, aweighs the o-
ther’s catfaced corpus, cannons swamp and wel-
kin, reaves the cirri’s tulle and rains the ser-
al glebe. To be alreadied young, too young,
and not once hyalined except in pun.
When winter ends we’ll be almost like dead.
That’s how I feel at least, said Bel to Az.
The summer…what will remain? To Bel:
These bones, they’re magic. Put it back… just please…
