comments, ideas welcomed...
I feared and worried that a queer modernist verse novel was too
ambitious or cannot be done without some sort of a-priori formal idea,
but it appears that I was mistaken and it can be done such that form is
not a-priori but comes afterwards /(//A posteriori). This would be
nonformal meaning form is a potential that is made afterwards as
aesthetic experience//and is consistent with Queer Aethetics.//
More BBQ drafts...
[laying out, to begin, a tableau]
A computer encrypted plastic
magnetic card opening door
the code being correct lets
us in; we may enter now
every floor in this domestic
affair, into matters of fact.
Burning ships sink in harbour,
sailing does not have any faith
in bent motions of a boat under sail
and men overboard are wrapped
in arm's tender care, hauled up
with lines from a rescue helicopter.
* * *
A crack in time on every floor
of this palace, a home; cold drafts
get in through ice winter nights.
Running men, naked doing things,
follow like dogs on a short leash
and targets of weakness, are sent away.
Sweet fruits, butter mock cream;
between layers of a sponge cake
and after fresh butcher meat, too.
Eyes behind dark sun glasses
do not give away heavy stares
of lust for naked male forms.
A palace of lust is icy cold
like the lower ranks of hell
and keeping warm, is a delight.
Body against body against body
multiple sexual partners' place
is the drawing room, with cigars.
Males pull in close together
and contact is made lip to lip,
boys have cake and eat it too.
Proteins artificially made, food
for a growing boy, created flavours
to make it nice to eat; face pulled.
Not nice is this man made stuff
one must protest, let there be food
one may swallow without distaste.
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