Configurations

He gives her all the configurations
of Europe.

She gives him a cloud burst of parrots.

He gives her straight blond hairs
and a white frenzy.

She gives him black wool. The darkness of her twin fruits.

He gives her uranium, platinum, aluminium
and concorde.

She gives him her 'Bantu buttocks.'

He rants about the spine in her skin.

She croons his alabaster and scratches him.

He does a Columbus-
falling on the shores of her tangled nappy orchard.

She delivers up the whole Indies again
But this time her wide legs close in
slowly
Making a golden stool of the empire of his head.

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