FeverYou Give Me Fever.I need.
tongue on my cello. on
rosewood suede, vanilla
dripping. heart-
-strings pulled, buckled and
restored- all your sums;
all the saints.
tears on the
parapet, the glory
of yesteryears. it
soughed; leaves rustle. to
mercury rising, to trickle-
ritornello again.
tongue on the cello. you're
clownface white, fever
and flutter; genuflect
before chocalate
flakes. your pew
invites- licking wet.
your chary eyes
make me
eremite. cream
and sauce- tongue
on the cello. worship
you,
cuRRent...jer