her hazel eyes;
I sneezed in the Weimar wind
I saw a cubist;
SS  patch on sleeve
& graced w/ new Mercedes
love is a hidden cloth,
not in his image;

& Goebbles & Hess; I dreamt I was a ****
I woke up giving the **** salute;
I dreamt I was at the Nuremberg Rally
holding a torch & burning Thomas Mann
I dreamt I was a **** & had a farm

I was one of the volk; I had a strawberry
blonde **** maiden named Maria
for a wife; I hung myself in my cell
I idolized ******, Goring & Himmler
& Goebbles & Hess; I dreamt I was a ****

the rocking pink pony
is a toy; sorbet for her
in her basement dessert
rat pie; earthworms crawling out of her ears