the boxy-clown

A thousand tortured lines
in the (angled shadows) where it -> bursts
from all above and around ))))
                        quivering inside the {concretized mana-comb honeyfold}
elsewise swinging -> (tangerine stomach-ropes)
swinging -> (blackberry echo-chords)
a/fire and a/flame, attempting to |u|ncompose
        (of a rose) longevity

suffering in turn from unseen // unpoked
control, (faded frown) bleeding -> a harsh, roiled green,
slipping aside, (acrobatic boxy-clown),
at last to tear off a piece and slide -> out,
                        and then empty -> out, a (naked shore).
 

6/11/09