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a bout of wordlessness
Bantamed
on a bank of a creek
he'd long ago sworn black
with madrigals,
but several electricities wide
of any possible hareming,
Poem unstud
in the repermanence
of hs
unpris
medness.
poem, caught unawares by an anti-porn oration
Cstrttrophied
witht wrnng, Pm
knuggld rimlussly doomworge,
butd juts nuff Shazam
left to door out his cpy'v
FLING, the Man's Magazine,
June '66.
A whale of
a dale away,
an orchard's knowledge shot
four kinds of eyesight higher
than the freshly-chirped church's steel lingerie,
and the ramrods of leaped ticking
scullioned frantically out of the glare
of the ringingly recovering sun.
her willingnesses
Half a chorus
below noon
Poem pterumbled through
the splurged willingnesses
she'd uncandled on the steps
of his expectations.
An aria lower,
he fused with
blueberry guesses
in a shadowy cold field
piss-colored cottages had exhaled
someplace in the remotest reaches
of her preliminary attentions.
Nuns on black bicycles were everywhere.
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