Progressive culture since 1954
Woke up stockinged blindfolded disarranged over Ashgabat –
2 ½ romances surely about lands us at the crawling border –
Dulled unfaithful apples threatening the plague as you pay –
There were spectacular grounds for mistaking it for home –
Sifting through shells I think of you—
Green striped flange truncated at the stalk,
singed partner variously allocated,
the dusky hearing aid of secular distance enforced.
non-normative flags whip pink f*g umbrellas out of our trans- -gressive / expressive hands
Tiddalik say I’m such great thirst I will drain the land and drag my big fat belly
When you go as the spaces between wine&zoloft say you must