Oak Chest

 

gruvet

Mid-seventies pro

situ critiques of critiquers

half-torn narky junky rags

heaps and hefts of twaddle

drafting epic wotsits

arcane metabollox

sure to knock Ulysses

into a cocked hat

(hanging on the wall)

unfinished ineffable

absurdist dramaturgy

mad philosophers

with haunting names like

Coathanger & Toothbrush

Wires, cassettes, paperclips

And two holy matching socks