Twists pretty face fine featured,
walks on fragrant heels,
bubbles wine & laughter
all over the

In the dripping heart, a dull descant beats:
the ways of ends and means, cross-hatched,
concrete,

If in this doll’s house ever I scream out
I am gagged with marshmallow clouds
And made to

Monosynthesis, this raw jazz in sherbet fizzed arteries
Of motorway madness and inarticulated,

Isn’t it good to know that everything follows the pattern?
That we are snug and secure in our

MOURNFUL HEAD. MORNING HEAD. RAINBOW BLISTERS ON YR FINGERS
Stretch up to heaven and yawn a big