Furtif slippery lures
wanton phallic fervors’ overtures.
Their thunderbirds fed
on fire and dread
boons of wounds
my sacred tread head.
Laying in wave after wave
crave nave slave grave stave
of pious riotous venal and fur.
How it bleeds
into the goatish night
frames a rigged
and jangly rainbow
punchy slinky
hangdog bright.
Bobbers up
at every whispering cross
freedoms bagman
supperless incubus
immersionist albatross.
My overthwart sinkhole
pink and bent
heavens revenant haywire
mire lyre multiplier.
Furtif and boutefeu
coil in oil
map happy mole
feathers to nether
the rue and the rack
of my sand locked soul.
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