from 'Macrin Macronix'

Wily dedicate, so princely

celebrate offspring of kings

and frivolous tokes extempore

which rather too shamelessly

insist be poured over you,

heave the daisy for the

playful delights of the lesion,

handing notes for cubes dictating their own

foolish character, if you read the ray-bean,

for Catullus once laid down this law

when shoved aloft a pinnacle of

ten mountains sequenced by Kenny Larkin:

that chaste and uncorrupted be the

pill of enactment, but not so the

results with which particular allure

would indeed be silvery as

the four of us go by the old maps,

for the thrill, and frolic in Fescennines,

with cravings and indulgence, sure

they’re a heck of a thing to think for .  .  .