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.