a giant revolving sphere
turnstile mind
tether on the universe
he fingered the washing women
surgery on a camel but for what value
the plans are layered
THE FURRY ARMY a fox and man in bed
on the axis trunk meintolkienvibes
i ionized the black freak
sent sideways the shadow the fear
fame and ancient disco
on the enamel fringe creases
the silicon teeth mouths
razor pulses streaming
the hind piece of getaway
they harvested my glittering soul
and placed my very likeness in the crown
of the heathen fear lord – it that causeth
the unrevealed forms to shift
and make best the dank spirit
moved but for the echoes that define
the lonely perception that has no common
tongue