rictus victoire was her state.
over becoming endless bumpy & shut up stapes.
Stapes? shoutes her DadaDuffess, shes gathering goon
squads to work her fits, carry her mits.
Some say this does not rhyme, well
doodly squat for them and their boring
repetitive already foreseen forever
heard and known verse. oR versifying
. its not a n interest to her.
As she has left her breast in the bush.
found signifiers and worrisome detalling
best left to pest.
of bog and bireland she was blest
with a built in becomers machine desired
by all xcept the priest facing south.
Was a random Tuesday her only Detroit?