Foreign Parts

Meat-eater, salt-licker, piped spring dribble-sucker, an exiled Bolshevik’s villa at Viareggio. The beach sheep shit crumby money, munificent marks, lire, dollars, Dolorous Daintyfoot, Proudass, Chinadoll, a three-way clut- ter, the piazza pizzeria. Mrs. Smith- Jones, rich, gonged aground a pissoir. At three the imprisoned poisoner’s tea tells her rice-cake fortune, it is it. Who to who? You yew alley ewes knew goatsuckers in Swedish horse-hide hid the boathouse key, locked the oarlock, sung Sam’s nutsy song, Sin Fleet, at night. Night, ketchup cup, pepper-pot, bid bound Belinda break her bracelets: the dirty photographs apostrophize mon- soons. Swimming snakes shake the lake.