the mind like a tight mongoose arrived on venus quite by accident no luggage no passport like a baby in the cavity it needed no way out no sentence for its crime.
the pearls on its bed were made of glass. the clouds over its head were too white to sled and the sun dressed in red would never be dead.
venus oh venus you strumpet you zoo you live too close to the mirror without even a view. your angles of refrain bend to the right your angels of forgiveness hardly strain for a fight. i find myself on your island because you at last can massage my life with a blessed bite.