Conceit

[Monica Belevan]

A discrepant and cheerful conceit, to Terry Eliot, from Apocrypha Maas:

Thy Luz, pellucid, peeing in ambergris;
My jaundice brays more yellow than her piss:
If Venus Anadyomine´s arse be bright, thy pithy Luz´s stained rectal 
straights delight
In succoured and constricting bellyied plights
And retroacting ( praise Apollinaire!) in watered morphine shallowing her 
hair.

And you have shaved her frontispiece to cleanse her soul,
The harpies preen their tailends at high noon,
Thy Luz, thy photophobic Phorkyas, still remains
The duckbilled daughter of Gomorrah June.




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