Her voice is Stravinsky, Ravel
She skillfully tongues atoning tones
Pirouettes polished pitch
Every syllable cannonades chordal storms
Every phrase blitzkriegs full-bore blooms
Me shattered
Me rubble
The crow goes silent when I attempt to whistle his song
Dare I even pretend to bud a Spring sing?
Sing?  Cah!
I cough sickening fabu-loss phlegm
Flopping as the Charlatan's fool
In puddles of pitiful puke
I roll like a dog in it
It sheens my coat
I am not smiling
I have simply lost control of my tongue
My uncontrollable slobber is for you