Martin Luther Clings
To the Catskill Bananas
The red fox writes in a flower home to his great-ant Chevy
No, they are mangos
Table top ten-speeds
Zip whirling around the fruit bitch
Like a man unmade
Checking the lotto for a succulent heartbreak
With the moth of the month club
Your sweet pot of toes is quiet, Frank Lee, the best.
No welcome, your thank you.
Payphone impregnates an acetone
An Abscess found on Holly’s wood
I think my son met Cherie here
Take a foe and sign it from exes and hoes
Turn icicles to Xerox
Where do we put the static when the fridge has come undone?
Why the mustard rat sews so many quilts, we’ll just never know.
Smother an apple branch in the yard
95 pages ducked and raped on a bodega door
The whore of the thesis singing Monty killed the python in the kitchen I know, oh, oh, oh