Ghastlaughter
Z.
Whether to chain
Apart or space together
Disembodied minds asked
Each other.
To grind the meal or
Bake the sawdust?
"Each molecule is nourishing,"
Reasoned an elongated skull,
"Upon transmutation's glee!"
A slant-eyed grinsman
Rolled his orbs &
Slowly snored
In reply.
Y.
Fixated on a
Ghastly cowl.
Flowing beauty
Spoke my ear full of
Perfume and nothingness
"My husband's an apprentice,"
Silver fox teeth screwled.
"Instruct my roiling pup!"
X.
Masks.
Sweat of
Foreknowledge.
Colored Ears,
Cartoon Tears.
She-Him-We-It
Foursquare Punnet.
V.
Everything Is & Isn't
Everything Isn't
Everything
Neither Is
Nor Isn't."
Written with
Protoplasmic laughter
Before the harvest feast
Of ghosts.
@d-pend