Willem den Broeder
The nasty footsteps within
the ugliest part of your body...
Feed the cat bananas
and he'll burp
Trying to point pleasure as an arrow,
piercing the marrow.
Our breasts were holding up
the melting tree.
The puzzling sparkle demands from the shoes
the return of the heraldic oblong
Luminous herds of jellyfish over fly
the heavy catapults of a shaded citadel
The clouds braid a crown of air
where the sun makes derive the shades
The postman has change into a new grey
of flying embryonism!
Once he was bent over the hump,
I had a complete understanding.
Dancing whores are the milk of life
that soaks the cake of death