seville

Seville
by will morris
by silver lantern girls pulverize their drinks as
nausea itches outside in the orange grove.
third day of venom still no sign of sweet latecomer from
johnny my thoughts turn to darker complaint
but field is early
white thorns stream-stings
counter-acts flags yellow
not worship more spasm
worship more spasm worship more spasm
MIRRORS without number from them emerged Nothing
through Extra Hunt lifeless observations
where are those Gifts clear of Recipient? supposed
to be easy according to SNAKE