Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Mistotranshabitional Unfunction

Otters teeth like stumps to others,
Knives in the bathroom lights like vines.

Trumpets crunch in riverbeds, grow steps,
Stem tubers out for gills, meteors.

Crests in stabbing, heroics of the stork
In retreat. Goody bar. The end-eating train

Stems more, growing loose root meats,
Over the heads, down wired to haze.

The levers, the ledge, whoso clever, cogs:

Unveils their effluvia


With whips and spinning ships of Shaw

Stratagems, other gamy meats to straw.

Turn it off, hinge back the link and newt,
No gear mists the grates. Stink. Offer agony.




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