Microcosm 20

MICROCOSM 20

Purged in soft flesh like the expert tease, she leapt back served under a shadow.
If a nut is drawn into each field of reinforced cohesion
And by it a tone with her cunt, they may declare a huge bird cowed
Skinny men rode bicycles not conflicting with traffic rolling whirlpools.
A slow train to Turkey keeps your beautiful mother asleep with an anthropologist.

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 3rd November 1993

Publication

1998 The Bohemian Forest (Internet)