hornlet
Benjamin C. Dugdale
after s.weil’s G&G
in so far as she was 4months unemployed, attention
serves as paint-mixer violent rattle
Cat-girl Coriolanus shakes thru Sievespeare + startles upon thwart Cordelia
Make you a levee, leaden weight of me
grave ebb drummed out me
take from me that I might inflict that doubly on yer enemies
no-see-ums throb black gossamer the cop-white cab ferrying us to safety
from the awkward executorship declaration post-carving of t’erritories
no, no unlike yer siblings and dear old da,
I am not one to take advantage of an aside
no, no I’ve just always been so shy
sure, opaque is a word for it
no, no I think most wills devolve into this
a sister is just a stranger who hasn’t estranged you yet
yes, the chiggers and beach fleas and many-kneed ants lead a blessed life
I wish you could drop to the grass and become a nymph as well
yes, sure you can touch me there
excuse the lanolin render frothing up the base the hornlets
it helps with the light sensitivity
it helps with the scent triggers
it helps with the second puberty
it helps with the Covid puppy socialization
it helps with the being a tits farmer
it helps with the it helps with the anaphora
forming at the base of the ablaze, faceted, swarthy
diamond horn that is your company
sure, you may pat my phytoestrogenized gut, so long
as neither of us derive pleasure
(under the crown, under the sweatwet hand swap
’neath mutual negligee and mothgot nigh’gown)
my volunteered arms gently nick no ledger
I imagine you imagine I owe you nothing
and, agreed, we meet in willowwacks of this advanced forgiven debt
no no it’s just a blooded dribble
the ’lets still growing in