Monsignor brought a birdbirds lit up by all cookbooks

And phoned liberallythe entourage spending days braiding

The navy’s annual pig rollunder a ceiling with no nude paintings

In walked an angel in real Vrays of a dead star wrapped around

What is this island twistedsad and black? It’s what there is to see

We continued to talk, ignoring the checkwe are famed for our few Chinese sons

The Spanish movie with no sound or teethtoo uneducated in the old gardening songs

Listen to me, apple danishit’s a poor potato.

Island of twelve egrets andeating with her feet like a dog!

Dylan Thomas’ tiki VenusLeisure class. She writes admiringly

Order now! Detain the seaflat as his cologne,

And charge the spirits by the hourdamn our Red Cross lawn furniture

Ringing island with all colors but greengreen, plain. Flowers close

Famed for ancient jamson golf courses across the nation

Where herds of label-wielding dogscursing his admiration

Roll out their own incense chortlingsends her an empty garden above sea level

Where the cement mixers chillturning the ram’s horn!

—See, there never was more thanher rabbit ran in terror from the pilgrim’s wig

A deserted roll call where birdstroubled by her eager, grey shouts

I travel between my aunt’s barone thing by itself!

It never was a templeto the brown grocery store

Where the president made her entrance in a yellowlovers of snowfall

Everyone’s already filled their bellies on flanwriting a name on the challenger’s chariot

In between the ballet and the dressing roomstealing the breeze from the airlines’ passengers

But the queen left her reason in a vaseheld him against the coat of the easy president

Pouring trouble for birdswith our letter-sized white vases

We roped the Connecticut Senator in his jeansthere was a martini resting on three of the branches

But Sheila left the roomin black, like a cypress.

The Pope’s biting swansat home in the pasture

Never entrusted with rationsscreaming. A clock already against the wall

Each one a banana, bringinglike the gas man, his nose poisoned by

In each coin purse, bloodknowing the difference between bread and soup bread.

The city of eyes droppedtrout, and the adventure to the foundry

The intestines weighedhim cooling on top of the cutlasses

Eating with a broom handle, the gorgeousgorging on hideous delicacies

A wolf takes me up in his cessnanoses absolutely enchanted.

Underneath the racks of pantsa troupe of water jumpers or four footed

The museum reopened as a schooltower-gnawers and Rodan

A bigger, riskier wagerbeaten. One million’s agitating

In comes my former manicuristinterred with your help.

My aunt used to always say “see there”child of a Chelsea bathroom

Silently cutting up my amusementsuffering the insults

An expiration datecattle prod cult.

And the peaches that fellYou have interrupted the ton boy.

Foolish watch maker, your dollarsdealers are the small miners!

I smell. I’ll inspect the Pope’sdetained members afloat

In comes Miss Never-Took-A-Sick-Dayclimbing once again, the stairs to my dentist’s office

The long defiled flowerfeel my dentures growing old.

Before you, skinny devilbedeviling the memories of pop-stars in the Maritimes

I mailed myself toes and beaksate out the sewing machines, the chair

From car and boat vandalsants and black panthers

Who have grown bored with my aunt Amydon’t atrophy in my chair. Three

The ceiling in the state’s char housethe cripples came together

Woe is me! You were the nightblack and singing, a small voice leaving me behind

Lads! I ate the javelin! In comesas in an epic novel set in the Suez canal

The seven-veiled doga little dance, a little leg, a little blood.

In your heavy island oven-users!I have never found the boat

One gimlet puts me back a weekWhere my picture is swinging...

—Ah Monsignor! I am your donormore discoveries break down and eat licorice

Stop thinking about my dogearly, my division sends you chocolates!