quasar kebab

quasar kebab
splodge wound round a bobbin
and the bludgeon shattered
by phonographs roaring
like the blowtorches of harbor denizens
and my eternal wink
the nomad gilds the llamas
of egoists' orgies
with a quick brandish
scoopfuls of cicada traffickers
foghorn the strangleheld
strata of gems
lipstuck to a transfixed
construction shako
it is the boomerang of frizzled earwigs
emerging from their rodeo amoebas
a murmurous darkroom
it is the smudged auturvy
where all my hands are decks
of deckhands
imbroglio of the luminous
busker
wildwood oh a wildwood
uterine coffin fondling
headstones
my accordion a warehouse
of guillotines
black with chloroform
cliffhangers
but the hi-fi crucifixion
headscarfs itself
with exquisite matchboxes
and my shriek rental
sparking black bivouacs
sparking cabals and rebuff blizzards
the predator in the batch
mountainside-eaten
in the milkman




Joseph Cornell's love letter to Hedy Lamarr