Up For Auction: Sun Spider Compass

[Totenkopf]

There are first some fabulous
scenes of the boudoirs of
various deceased aristos, vases,
crystal, the interiors of hunting lodge
soirees; pheasant dresses and epaulets
stiff, stuffed, heirlooms and mausoleums
in miniature, memories of desire
all displayed for the discriminating
de sadean consumer, bids open
apres-aquavit and kipper
femme to femme gnoshings,
FRANKLIN Rosemonts for sale,
and forgery warnings
regarding some
SUN SPIDER compass,
Opus 86 could be authentic,
a work from his umber period
when some X___________
Y____________
spent some time with Paiutes
along with Oppenheimer and
noted the phases of Sirius B
in sanskrit, etc. etc., a grand piano
clock up, shortly, jackhammered

[Cenacle]

hey! that's nice, good weird stuff...

[hester_prynne]

Toty, you knock out some good poetry in between the lines, don't you?
Hit's between the eyes.
bounces off into shut down,
for a split second,
comes up kickin ass,
takin names later.

Well written, I really dig the verve of it.
H

[Totenkopf]

Thank you, Hes. Jus' jazzing around: poet I am not rilly . You are a poet.

Poesy: a Pere Lachaise of the mind, full of beautiful carved stones, ornate mausoleums and so forth. Memento moris. It doesn't do much but appear dark and sublime.

[Lightning Rod]

I like it like a fossil likes a bone
crack-head fabulous
and forgers are my favorite people

Einstein was a frenna mine
but he only read sanskrit in his spare time