SPEECH SPEECH

SPEECH SPEECH

there isn’t much forgiving, or enlisting or

bewitching about a cradle in friction

riding pinstripes and detour boarding seizures.

there is technicolour and post hand-script, ladylike

to the point of metric, all visual so to sort

display and deport mechanism seemingly as

if to say.

While delectable and uncovering –

unsuspected and….well ..summoning there is

a clasp of tightened back and after hours

cement that doubles out of seahold

and dies/denies/survives – whatever comes

neglect. there is a sense that this is all signed

for, that your luggage is upstairs and

waiting, that your national guard

and entrée are just the way you like.

but to take a broom to ballroom

and bridalgown for stormlife and walk

backward during thunder wearing someplace

over others, this is if and total blunder,

Giantess dissolved to stockinged torso

and resolved to tip-toe wonder.

it could well be another line or

directed port of call, a sunsign leapt and

tassels wept, during curtains

ripped to smitten. We are dialect

and first regret and

inches on simile and decision,

we are foreign and frightened

too enlightened to see the lightning and hungry

and horny and unfed. And before I receipt this

dance I would like to take

the chance to deflect and hesitate,

to read gifts and mention Fate;

while above all thanking you for being here

to might.  

nicolee f’eris

ariadne  imagine azazyel

the dividing church of the inverse circle

as per

THE OCTAGON

zeronineone  two twozerozeroone