Saturday, July 24, 2010

Packaging For Aftershave

Evadine

Likes a bath of shadow RAM to the pollen of champagne
under the current air annoying foliage
the highlight of eternity
plant in the neck in a dotted frame, the irony of a thrill. From this same hook
hard to
sensitive tip to feel the urge comes on hanging
sequences that cross the surface around the fountains
sliding on the ponds, pacing the aisles. A laminated screens
mirages textures
a lantern that swings blue-glass
reluctant to admit to its retailer ignored
groping his own accord to the intoxication.
Envy has the same crystalline mater
or bubble a little soulless black fish
fat under the skin rough and distorted the atlas
who toil without geography to their loss. Just a little taste
by Angel sweaty
smoke that auras like lamps deaf.
Salt and jasmine a sponge air trembling.
root and gall that will haunt the heights. Betraying an interest
rain
powder exported by itself without a word passing his advanced by slow
not abused by the child
round in the crushing cosmic jewels gear. Fasting
meat, fast fluid and metal
whose chemistry has ventured faithless heart
between screams, fear, hunger, and solar anxieties. Larva
pearlescent shell and its reflections. Likes
roll and the obscure spiral
that meditation leads to the bottom of long ridges
hand waving in snakes chalices
a cold gathering wisdom now dead. A different
do another one body, and this one
eaten, and that one enormous
who appears here, one that is dying, one that will afford
and the one guard
who died out of the night, extending the
other weapons in hand,
one that will grow to hit the kidneys, which
the box and the other bent already
one and another and another and one who burns
and one that goes, and whoever catches
butterflies into balls like hail gray. And people
debates shuttle elusive.
Unceasing extended to orbits of boxes loaded
pollen and sneers
to drink any alcohol that hold the anchors.
Can any stone background of its grain vulnerable.
Nothing is here so that light falls.
A hand coming out towards the end of the ages.
And all this was only a swoon.

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