From “The Sonnagrams”
on thoth’ s tits
From Sonnet 75 (“So are you to my thoughts as food to life”)
A groovy day, a fish fillet, an elf hair,
A cosmonaut, a microdot, a hoedown,
A trusty door, the finest whore on welfare,
A neocon who’ s keeping on the lowdown,
A purple fist, a Federalist, a sunspot,
A bird that’ s got a big big butt to study,
A guy named Toots, ten dumb galoots, a gunshot,
Die Fledermaus by good ol’ Strauss (my buddy),