Tuesday 20 January 2009

ouvroir

spilled sugar puffs on cushion volumes
evil kitchens in the dirty rooms

marble devils, puffed out, strutting peacocks
even ill, dirty brass, dived Dante's plots

bled, vinegar soused, wintry seas, air loose soul
the east is still, grass sadness, glorious all fall

flop, tyres float the single force comes breezing
trait or not, it has the blend of feeling

high note in cents and crumble re-routed
true tendency, granted, plinth and sutured

smallest harboured for tricks attests
she scattered sugar, global texts

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