G♂D IN GIRLSW♀RLD ❴part 1❵

anigirl sings down the bible in leaves;
a waterproof taxpayer owes her his entire heart;
her rabbit brain blooms-
hitting the world and all down without
by cannonball drums and branching rot
come down from the shouting moon:
she missed the earth

bit little down&newborn and tense,
the rabbit's rough heartstrings now grow:
some soft strange devotion to a manly GOD{
o what a saviour of man!}

a growthspurt comes out of the cove of the colours,
a new girl in red and on fire;
old copperwire all over the hair
of a GIRLS to wreck GIRLSWORLD;
shorttailed and shorthaired a little part swept
by the winds of her falling and aiming:
she's cared for by the hairs of these three GIRLS:
the GIRLS of this COLOURFUL COVE

anigirl colours her rabbit an angel:
her only small powers her brains;
a book about GIRLS is all of her learning
all of her comfort all day

settled in her youth by a mouthfull of witches,
her rabbitthoughts left on the moon
she'll wander off the sea in search of some land
and breach upon summer's young tune;
picking a flower for quiet magenta
she cuts here's hare+the sun{


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she sees some fields of apologies up from the grave&
she sees the ghost of GOD.
she sees some sparking lightness in the form of a buisnessman
dressed uppandown in suit
he'll say
'oh give give give me a raise
theres a rave on the nearest moon
you must spy and camera
a NURSEGIRL
an INFECTYGIRL
we•want•to•know•the•scene'
a chest full of wonder and a pouch burst by screams
anigirl to this rudeface now says - 
'hanging on to
your tail-wag of words out theseways, i think:
how do your claws cling onto GIRLMATTER, 
how does your bunkered body stay fresh
in addiction to humanways things?
cut up in pennied divisions,
how come you can't grain away in GIRLSWORLD?'
he answered that:::
'spy that you are, i'll tell to you some little secrets, anigirl:
some animal secrets littered off the soil that
young and dying cattle grow fond of;
there's milk in the earth, theres a magma of mothers
runoff from the humantype wastings of busydays'
and spade he had to dig the floor of GIRLWORLD
in past warm and whitening fat
he dug out snakes of milk for the hungry ANIGIRL.
'take with you a telescope or lens to the Near moon
and see some carey-type GIRLs.
ask them that you are a student.
ask them for the tale of the milk
that you•know•we•want•to•know'

[wakewakewake]
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