back pecks a space-cab

loaf about the room until the knife-truck bells

acquital loosens shirts and there the hens grow

tendrils ape a brief affront, towelled off, now it lights

....................................................................and satay to grow.......

..............................................and swallows to buck louder...........

........................................and snoeks to buckle up........................

..........................................and scanners in the drones' head.......

............................................................and senegas unperilled.....

my afreet fetes us in the rabbit hole, dampening flossed Tigris-apparel

when mouths rain kisses in finlands, and diseased somnambulists fill my sombrero, greying copra I hack for you

and the children extinguish in nobody's lottery pack, milking the genera's newsprint

............................(something Meine Geliebte sagt:)

(portray the venting winos' arrant foreplay)...................

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>when all else lilts in missing epiphany congresses

a slur behind the banquet esprit

and the brusque miscoupling.

- viral virelay flexion