peach schnapps.

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.

The Apparatus for wing walked recreation

Found upon vellum parchments

locked and choked on the tar beneath 

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.