HOWBEIT THE RETRACTILE LIMBS

of galactic hotties splayed

 

along the screw plane

of the Ultraporn

 

and if smeared with impasto

of fluorescent cum

 

still bore into wet

unseasoned parsecs

 

and reduce them

to vengeful dust,

 

yet spectral honey-

tubes light years long

 

will ever by order of

the Imperial Prescript push

 

into Her Empress’s non-

luminous chamber where

 

a darkness fissionable

liquefies all doubt into

 

one mayhematical ray

shot through the riffle

 

of nebular muff to re-

fuck the throat of heaven.