Dadaist Collage Poem 35B2

Here the national ants tremble in the darkest earthquake of the city –

To warn of sleep, fill in the tools.

The Vernacular Sissy seeks selections of radishes,

resilient to residential radiation

&

frugal squabbles

of

disaccreditted unswabbed

rutabaga ghosts.

 

þabihaṣli ðsarnhaoi

saucier diviner attorn bugbearish believers.