A.P. Spellman: geese-tray

a
rt swept by the gapped face
awhile with the psyched soya
hues of fewness
eunuchs doing jigs in a deified queue
the earmuff shower spoofs Hyde's gray, supple ring

the duff which ramified sorrow
it juts into acid its theory:
sutured folk guffaw boyhood
and the residue of the pope
feigning deicide in awe of sties

"vicar sum"
hum...

the riveting fawn
and the serrated queen of vim and ammo
stubs of yttrium
united, avowed, true

cut! retry! rehem!
how?
or to we few crying thumbs
if we opt to adjoin
yet the jury who we artly enwomb...
"dart-gnome, rapt me!"
a sect without annuity
dim but certain
traumatic but serene

He, the esoteric abbey
He, the sorbing truth
my!
O!
He the rebutting trekker
going abruptly by




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