tumble split micro bit fragments of a broken British fairy tale.

resplendent

doubled over

bum running

p i x i l a t e d

masterpiece.

cheeky cherryrimmed

ya mama, gay as a

m a y p o l e.

sweet pornography

for my ad hoc simulated

c o f f e e.

mm, mm,

bionic j u g g e r n aut b a b y .

fifty-fine English

s h r u b b e r i e s

doubled over-

knelt compact.

f a u x h o l y topiaries. and

b e h o l d-

Gwenthyan Bloodaxe Hawkins,

W e y m o u t h heavyweight.

The f a l l e n beauty

recites from the book of

Genesis—On the sixth day Man created god.

l e a f ybreathing doubles-

O, you

d i g i t a l copies-

O, you

W i f i Aphrodites-

in gest

digital d r o p p i n g s--bruised thigh, p u c k e r e d elbow.

tangled in coaxial,

empty churchouses and

Marxist lithographs.

Germanphilosophic newlove expletives-

Man is dead. But life in

Calamus, life in Sappholus,

life in Genesis. Pan love.