Passing Korsør
This is the highway to pizza. Plush,
auburn pastures and a calamity of
windmills. A proclivity is not a
calamity.
Jayne Mansfield needs a girdle,
what of it? I’ve a purple flowering
of the elbow. Each bouquet –
when compressed (or expressed) –
tethers into a smirk.
Lavender Fusili
