Writing badly myriad types of poem
Johannes Factotum scrolls unrolling
In my nook
My wisdoms like odes to toads’ beauty deface no quote book
Meeting word quotients
Alike thinking great minds
Or rarely differing fools
Of a Took
Took down a leatherbound book
Dense and unpleasant, inducing senescence
Already sense’s lessening
Tabulating fleeced sheep Minyan-chased leaping fences.
Ionic columns untended like bollards rusting, ivy crusted
As pastoral Apollo rustic gleoman glowing might abutt
Which centaurs, salvers all born seventh sons, sit around muttering
At midnight, professor Nessus taught Hera-laboured Herakles lessons
Tells fetlocked apprentices abeyant tales of wild hunts
Hair upon urbane head, back, flanked skirt earth-shaded and greying
Fierce eyes firekind, like gleaming tourmaline the Ceylonese magnet.
Hued lusty gallant, veined rock cuntcoloured, runtcoloured
Column of expired guises rises like brow’s empyrean
Vain totem carved with outmoded iteration
Tracing breathless faces, gelid and deaded
Bust of Pallas, bird saying me never never never never
In my shallow, grub-girdled bathtub Cana miracle from severed veins
Faces once grafted over mine like fresh thigh flesh to a burn
Gorgon subterfuge
Submission’s refusal.
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