"Staccato" (New poem, 2021/12/23)

like judging and glistening eyes on the front sandals
everything ... manger intentions, its square
her dangling light
from everywhere and lifts her and neglected
congregation ... insolent, chatting,
to offer a wicked portion of amber
the astonishing flare and the passing heralded the lard
furriers, to withdraw

only one this time
their towers about outside the night driven English
girls one face dark old,
except the pearl book,
and indestructible life is wine
the potato gentiles continue
before the infinite others take it
hearing are like wool Sarah
in these so powerful, jumping work
mass groups of life

the converging parrot was nights
her and their melted protest
it got dark at all

holiday
and straightens and looks changing, fulfilling all the torment
soft with her not semi-saint
and the dark part in it all the way to the gate
Sadie white head
shiny stands for meetings

his is spitting Israel,
which nose if pain ... ego up light
bursting, the crowd like dingy blinding
should march them that the roars saw us
it's them, faces and changes

Light!
Countless Christian nights
they have a passion, she rhapsodizes
with a crochet purple shrunken motion
Max turned the bra, which looked like a burnt room
which sparkles, roaring before the voice to the west
from upbringing and protecting Life
on his street

his line
but the body
naked fingers on their toes like they have redbeards
it's male staccato