Bez Konserwantów (third take)
there's a hole to keep you warm
a hole behind the eye
a certain slant of light
with a fly sliding in butter
to feel the turbo pig
scratch his ass
in this afternoon glow
draw the sexsweat
from my aging bones
this is very much a woman's
novel
my ditz nipples flap open
to splay the winning way
to yon sexless desert
my laptop rattles like a cough
there is no
no selling back what
we already have
yes yes
I'm tick ticking
with a tension between
Buddhist and Christian
suffering
we adopt
a brand new language in death's
dream kingdom
hey handsome
you mean I'm going to lose
the farm whatever happens
yep this is love talk radio
coming to you live from
Elblag