Written on the Canvas Suit of the Fly Golem

green where the buffoon trees grimace through the watery parts
of the minotaur's face fountain and let their pink political papfletts floot
out out out YAO-MA U YAO-MA bruce nauman hanged by clowns
the distinctly cliche' post-modern summer of hesperides'

zen tea kettle performance

build the 30 fires

conch centric

rock b
rock m

loa loa
i smell banana esther hashimoto roboto
disturbed profoundly grosso modo

could never love a tree properly

green where the buffoon trees grimace through the watery parts
of the minotaur's face fountain and let their pink political papfletts floot

zen tea kettle performance

build the 30 fires

conch centric

like a clock gone round

the pitch plaid violin screaming whistles
one after another
after another conch
conch

bwaaaaa-ooooooo
bwaaaaa-ooooonh-oooooohn

dance, you pigs! Dance!
[l'otio et la crapula di Bacco..]

eyelids of wine
are staircases over the tumult

emer magi the spoilt hands

dwelt in the tillage
of broken metameat mita

mina mina
boxing broxa doxa
calling bard and clown

druid vapor of rose breasted please-eo-saud helmet
cheese tongue slice

Angus AC DC Young, the god of youth beauty poetry
He Reigned in Tir-nam-Oge, the country of the young

and played a mad song

spasm
guignol flopping bacon dada buffalo moon

giant stone boulder crushing revellers
in the lurch

spectacle, talisman
witch baby hair handles

green......?