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
Tuesday, 20 January 2009
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