objects are broken up, analyzed, and re-assembled in an abstracted form

a woman meets a man and says,
'oh, Dick. i didn't recognise ya!'

there are some people who never change
and others with a face like coastal sand.

Picasso had it right.
you can't rely on a nose being
in the place it should be.

i want to put my head up a woman's dress,
but with my eyes closed, because I'm not a pervert.

anyway, i think it looks like a nice place to sleep.

my ears on her warm thighs.
my teeth gently nibbling her labia.