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[eala]

it is the beauty of
ALASKA
it is the beauty of
YOUR NAVEL
it is the beauty of
MY POTATO
it is.
.... it is.
it is.
as we fall
through oblivion to the
realization of
pineapples.
Pain! Agony!
Grey oblongs of my sultry despair!
Oh, despair in the shining light of new milk!
Oh, goddess of the eternal coathanger
...my soul
opens and

Reveals.

uncaring, releases
THYSELF
its metaphorical sperm
into the bosom
of...
of myself.
it is

A YELLOW AND FOREIGN
peach.
in the QUIET light
of the suicidal traffic cones.
of
DARKEST OBLIVION

and in that world
the raindrops
tawdry reflections of my ornamental tears
Falling like mother's milk into the mouth of a five cent prostitute.
she
glows
with My Agony.

ORANGE
with
self-denial
full of shrimp.
Oh shattered vials of uncorrupted loss!
it is
oh despair of darksome tooth rot!
it is....
it is.

NO LONGER
and never
ever
this LIFE
ever
to be replaced
by the tawdry paintings
of a greyhound's broken
PAW.
~fin~