few constants left
empty
emptier beach
gill cleft
chiffon black
&
swathes of
bronze odds on Mars
dangerous chatting
nothing comes into view
a very light future
from the waist up
a heading
but
no one knows what to do
some people think
beauty gets you out of bed
palms & scars & frogs & dolls
or squads of Brahms
the lost pink cufflink
rose,
paradise in your dream
mille-feuilles pufferfish
night rider’s wild pink
ides of “Zee”
jigsaw blade
somebody said:
gold braid
free trade
none of this
disparagement
“impaired by neglect”
some people say
If u ever catch a rusty
never let go…
of the busy doing
blue eyes
henpecked
deflecting on some sugar, bay-bee
to reach Buképhalos
ox head carrying globe fish
Alexander hétún
not even a buffered raindrop is safe to eat
so, why still woo by geometric design
as it happens
spandex totals of pandemics
can’t jump
gleet
—Martina Gertrude Siebert
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