springtime “SANGREAL”

I never know if I will
          LAUGH
          again
I bellow like a mountain herder

kive abd firtgiygt
spell "Yog Sogoth"
                    in her vagina
with love and foresight
swinging at a fastball
     and sending a line drive
                    fair down
the left field line
the wood vibrating

          in your GRIP

that kid is chemically delusional
          wounded
bound to conjure up
loose spirits bent on
dervish frequency
manipulation
fairies manipulating
the fundamental
          forces up
                    spouts