Let First Me Bruise It
Howlitzer scream Session
darkening the July Girls
who wait amidst the sailors on the proud prow
in their ray-beds laid row by row on the fighting fields of
who wait amidst the sailors on the proud prow
proustian in their gauzy veiled halters
feldings. Rosemary added to anything
and muttering prehensile
it whirs like '
fledgling juice. It bumps like
a mortar in the lock-down. I thought you said
chug, so I split my lip trying to down it.
laid myself out on the hardwood, drooling like a
sausage. Left-most my shoulder I spied her, finally,
behind the battalion, wheeling itself slowly from
behind the blue waves and infrared glare
Night goggles for the fancy-dress, for a
two bit brother, his brat dog and a caustic
shot, aimless on the back of the neck. He thought
this is going to be a problem, like science, like
or unlike. Climbing over the pregnant roof, he
noticed something underbelly, sought the softest
kind of emancipation, a proverb amongst
the doves who devour foxes by accident.
Let me follow you to the hollows
where ne'er a hollower fellow did holler.