LET MOI REAM YOU IN YOUR DREAMS AND MAKE YOU CREAM (SLYLY)!

STEVEN DONALD DALACHINSKY WRITES IN:

her book was if it were the first book never written
meant as parch(ed) lips thirsting for words
the meta and beta fours filled
spilled out of the pages
onto my plate -- cave symbols duplicated
inauthentic replicas s(i)miles like happy faces
mocking the eyes then closed tightly between the covers
a volume of (c)reamed (d)reams
slyly recommended