Wikipedia Poem, No. 56

“we already guessed / rumor-peddlers”

    dash by
          Finger six or  
brims stretching

“You’ll 
  tell 
caught between a detective

    and 
       a dozen floors 
above” A quick suck of her 

       behind
faux wood 
    takiyah lifted back and white and some in the

  minivan  The 
          men then
were 

partially
  Geraceful donned themselves 
        of mine 

hat gnawing a hand-sewn 
snapback 
    and 

        we’ll find here’s the oil-stained 
glass 
   exterior 

    and 
slit her handle 
on book starts 

      to disappear
gnawing posits under the faux wood 
      past Supper 

        we already guessed 
rumor-peddlers Scooby-Doo 
        surreal over-touching

is dead
of cheap plastic hands 
parking at Autosa.