Monday, May 25, 2009

a votive do I know you

once depth eases out of stricture
someone quotes bib-
tubers portly port
Portnoy’s plaintext
of vexing influx
rinds sans stones
those benefits like diamonds
pondered in comparison
with animal humdrum
dry bane of my ex-
episteme may you do well
(dwell) thankful for
equine | bovine | ovine
sleeves to cover polity
of so-called franchise
lives of the kippers keening
over peasants framed in dust