Here are some nouns I recently thefted from Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa’s The Leopard and used for my poetry pleasure.

rosary     acacia     hum     parrots     milk     ceiling     hill     cigar     fat     forks     fires     mirror     guerilla     waistcoat     oils     drawers     tonic     honey     driftwood     cemetery     mint     earth     cabbages     manure     vomit     vapor     zenith     sash     jelly     potion     guts     human     august     saints     sanctuary     eyepiece     lilies     seaweed     water     palliative     luncheon     mittens     wig     cicadas     pistachio     bitch     thorn     fountain     peasant     doctor     jelly     charm     lemon     soil     intestines     bones     piano     palace     petticoat     pig     voice     braid     scream     tureen     clay     goddess     pudding     monkeys     room     portrait     sneer     lichen     liquids     booby     riot     guardian     sweets     maid     rubble     creature     cherry     skirts     ribbon     potion     jupiter     priest     calculations     puff     fluff

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I just called god you old stuffed potato in a poem, and it worked great.

Another thing–not in the poem– that I want to say to god is:

Please you to keep giving my heart another chance
One day your hum might just fall from my mouth

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Venus’s ass is a juicy ass.
I want to hump all over her jujubee nipple.
What does it mean to be a fully-formed woman?
You or time or age have taken me from the map of me.
While Venus reclines w/ poppies on her belly, I rifle through my purse for a bone.
If I am born today I am born today.

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