for Jerome Joseph Gorrick

Protect her from a creep at the prom

Cherries scheme in their bowls
(precise, cerise)

The prim cohere on their perches

Speech breathed on a mirror – are we still alive?

Germs rejoice, their recipes cheered a groom

Creeks recompose their cheering

A mercer of crepe, scree
A gecko grocer ropes himself to a cipher
Heroic sperm romeo toward her ego

Her poems mope, choke on their shock

Prose or spore?

Chrome pries itself from its echoes 
The epochs found in porches
Precook, recook in the land of corks

His primrose horoscope looks promise-y

Moire cloaks the emir/ in ocher gripe

He wanders around her perm
A field of pricker bushes like a crime
Corpse sphere, sophomore hemp, emperors and pogroms

Choir-irksome, herpes, hookers sheared

Wipe that grime off your empires