Orison is a lovely name for a greyhound
a courser below orb of moon
His bones will lie
in the pine needles but he shan't know
and who the fuck says shan't
It looks like Hindi
I am that greyhound, Senator...
My bones articulate fine delusion
My heart is a fine Meissen joke
But I am a mineralogist
when it comes to you
I am completely loyal
to my image of the moon's toothpaste
I want to burnish your venison, Sir
Please give me leave
to monitor the door
Thursday, March 12, 2009
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