THE FOREPLAY OF HERMENEUTICS

 

1.

 

From the top of her head to the black coagulation —

If you think she's floating you're right,

right over slippery scales of graphite.

 

From the top of her head to the black coagulation —

her throat slit by the hyphenated run.

If you think she's floating you're right,

right over slippery scales of graphite.

 

From the top of her head to the black coagulation —

her throat slit by the hyphenated run

impossible to subdue once begun

If you think she's floating you're right,

right over slippery scales of graphite.

 

2.

 

Trust me. There's nothing unusual in a lost face.

Dismemberment gets to the parts (heart) of things:

what bleeds, what cannot; what seeps, what clings.

 

Trust me. There's nothing unusual in a lost face,

severed between points, dismantled, erased.

Dismemberment gets to the parts (heart) of things:

what bleeds, what cannot; what seeps, what clings.

 

Trust me. There's nothing unusual in a lost face

severed between points, dismantled, erased,

flesh bone dry or cloyingly moist, whatever the case.

Dismemberment gets to the parts (heart) of things:

what bleeds, what cannot; what seeps, what clings.

 

3.

 

Look, her lips couple with nuance ardent for things to say,

and under the text of her brow note how the eye,

spangled with lust, resets the margins of desire.

 

Look, her lips couple with nuance ardent for things to say

about hermeneutics parsed in foreplay

and under the text of her brow note how the eye,

spangled with lust, resets the margins of desire.

 

Look, her lips couple with nuance ardent for things to say

about hermeneutics parsed in foreplay,

language dandling codes fervently relayed,

and under the text of her brow note how the eye,

spangled with lust, resets the margins of desire.

 

4.

 

Adamant colors breathe deep, sustain your duress,

Eye, stick out your tongue. Shake up the old domain.

What is given to understand consorts on new terrain.

 

Adamant colors breathe deep, sustain your duress,

Fondle nails, ears, sweaty feet, punctuate each caress.

Eye, stick out your tongue. Shake up the old domain.

What is given to understand consorts on new terrain.

 

Adamant colors breathe deep, sustain your duress,

Fondle nails, ears, sweaty feet, punctuate each caress.

Lick the bottom of the bowl, sweet eye. Yes, oh yes,

eye, stick out your tongue. Shake up the old domain.

What is given to understand consorts on new terrain.