Oops, I was confused as to whom is the author. It says "Gary" in the
subject line, then Perpetua at the end...
Terrie
Subject: Eliot hyperpoem - Gary
> The Place
>
> slack night descends and flings her sequinned shawl
> around the yellow shoulders of the moon
> let us go dancing, raddled as we are,
> lolloping vixens out to make a kill
>
> I'll take the hour, and you may choose The Place
> where yards of leggy girls queue up to spin
> like scanty moths in polyester wings
> flaunting their artless guile in strobic snares
>
> let us devour their adolescent dreams
> to swell a progress start a scene or two
> we'll be unlikely puzzles matched to win
> a south sea bubble, time-share of desire
>
> let us kick off well-heeled conformity
> drink to the love that dare not speak its name
> unhook the satin basque of sanity
> and quench our thirst in duty free psychosis
>
>
>
> Perpetua Pullman
>
>
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