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Nonsense In Goblets (Let's)
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EARLY POEMS Walrusk's tusks and simple shells
Seal the fire man in the tomb.
The quarried sleep in retrospect
Cinemascopic time; we'll mend
The windmill, lady, so
Simmer down to a boil. Let's
Cut the fish. Impress the heart
With a toxic shock
And vibrant elbows. Let's
Synthesize the world.
Little cameras, hidden angles
The media's a childless womb. Let's
Legalize the sun.
The sorcerer's apprenticed.
Lice are burrowing
More and more a stampede.
Who will cuff the sorrow?
Who will study the sand?
Medusa's head had many snakes
And each one told a tune like
Riddled patchwork in dormitories. Let's
Follow the snake's cuddle.
I'm charmed
And wracked by lack of sleep.
I'm seeing the angels now.
These men look like alligators. Let's
Lock the zoo's doors.
The party's begun
This nonsense in goblets
These stars on the surface of the sun.
