jeanne/three-fold.

religious, oh photographical marx
and visual kei, cider of morpheme
that moves: pierre/père wave thou
my intellect and capture the mov-
ing pictures-- i am incumbent and

sleeping, just how the vocabulary
is self-evident & self-recursive,
as the marriage is monosyllabical
even though the participants have
twinned each other with alchemies

and the results were futurist and
made massive: with the undamnable
mise en scène and ellipsised cast
virgin, your jumpings and shaking
overcome the camera with eclipse;

so much (and enough) for film, to
marching and illiterate nonsense,
comrade, though you're the letter
of the law: phoenix in free verse
and synecdoche everywhere, latin-

ate the style of recumbent energy
that staircases-candles-and-darks
like bad dreams, or such as books
with too much profanity-- imagine
an obelisk, and what colour is it

and whence its grinding falsetto?
i'm not holding my breath waiting
for answers and the longer my day
the more munificent the benedict-
ion of orchestrating world peace.