to be that ravishing savage
2 be taken up, revival
hot, to the Man? Must I constantly
naked my body, his body, to display Chemical
Engineer-splendid torquing, as V8 is zero to 62 years in 2.5 seconds?
velocity minus 8 equals my negative three, negative i-i-i, u t s r q
Do i have any worth any seat the m-an would want to keep?
Or is my savagery too small, too large, too particular,
rev i v al- so insistent on purity, track, weather, leather cat
of 9 tales perfection of engine--W hose do i have?
May I claim any savagery at all in this hood of over-
priced over-extended ovary S elf, u n
sought, bought, or thought divided b E TT er ? bitter, bitter
for desires of covert ransom, overt H and
some home of pleasure for my savage disarray.
"All the Whitingtons were here to shake her,
but she was unshakable," Mother B. said of Miss Carrier,
asleep in her birthday room of balloons, ice cream
in fridge. All the preachers in the world are here to shake
the stain of oil on the driveway, the lack of blacktop in mountain's
curse, my lamps in fog veering the speed of faith bellowing combustion.
Posted by nancy at July 18, 2009 01:29 PM