The Outpouring of Body Odour

Inky pitchblende;
dark membranes,
fused heartrend,
to somewhere
to lay the blame.

Isolated the turretine,
concertina of mass.
Enfold the pygmy,
stank and stench.
Thus extrude
the perfumed
flunkey and
sharp crested
grebe of the
thrusting wormwood.

Out go the
inhabitants from
lactating lair.

Endless walking.
Shining neon.
Beetle-crushing tyres.
Exodus of the
hive to stream, more
treading everywhere, evermore.