AnnMarie Eldon
true:

true: I took his pound of flesh to
market. Fresh. Pollock-
veined and tissue

impressed. Stall-ladies bonneted there their
petticoats mudswaying die sell 
him under a bled 

portenting redscape daysky money
off enough unpackage
his rumpscent

patchouli umami stalefresh: I
stook him for a skewer 
with my patent-heel

bare cheeked, hefted in our lily
white spitchcocked parfleche
meal n deal: I

wander home as canopies
binnacled, profits pocketed
pale reimbursements pounded: I

cook him cutlet (horsepale
spitmashed squandered 
wrapping spat

grilled,
	exhausted




AnnMarie Eldon, an identical twin, evolved from cryptophasic origins in once densely 
industrialised Birmingham, England. She was taught by her gypsy grandmother to say 
the alphabet backwards before the age of three. Juggling various personae interiorae, 
children and hormones and practicing counter-cultural reclusiveness, she achieves adult 
differentiation and spiritual equanimity within the mediocrity of a picturesque Oxfordshire 
market town. Poetry at 5 Trope, Argotist, mprsnd, Blazevox, Caffeine Destiny, Lily, Moria, 
Nthposition, Niederngasse, No Tell Motel, Shampoo, Stirring, Tears In the Fence, xPressed, 
zafusy etc. She edits Web Del Sol's Writers Block.
http://www.annmarieeldon.blogspot.com