Delight

Cherry tree graveyard, we have
no less than a soul, doll
drone
repose
riposte,
interred down
how? – how many
fathoms dig down?

It does not wait for long
contradictory in none,
gassy mist column from a schoolgirl's frothy
mouth by the contradict bus stop
looking at you, there only for you
spreading black ice to you.

To parasite
a painting, or
paper or flower
arrangement or
something deliciously baked,
festering in 'till
your pancreas, sugary, comes.