flypaper gender doubled between lancet
glances and a wood turned Mouse
Shaped for different sizes and suitors
Leading to roses as it ploughs overhead
And treads the tracing tract life.
Felines scattered like vio Lions strings
which If They could have uncoiled
the wound to build a effigy
to the stillness which I forget and drink
To the two lost strings.
Apparatus of wing walked recreation
Found upon vellum parchments
locked on felt and blown glass
Pricked lips that bleed to learn to read
English of Half baked Peach hearts
on counterfeit roads.
Intersected by prickly heat and forked tongues
Of a feverishly inhabited moving world.