As if, love tender in eyes of blue,
Flowering pistil, honey skies,
God's hand in ways of amour,
Sunny wool, womb of Ruth, smiles.
Oceans of love in wonder awed,
Hands to breast, heaven above ....
Acch! Dentures of madmen!
Metal molars testing
The pale bones of picked rats.
Folders of barca-loungers,
Fitful rests. Tea cosies.
Hairspray!
Doilies, napkin rings,
Claw-footed side dishes.
I had the stare, and wear
Asbestos for my long roasting.
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