"riff raft"

Sound poetry sounds
(It's a mood because it breaks the lithium jukebox
shadows of hands frets & regrets of the improvised
with all that moaning, your masochism comes through
paroxysm par excellence. Receiving this? Pls advise.
Spicers sent around the schism; clipper or dirigible mahal
in one note you row a one oared cutter
all in all that's all we are and were and will be ever)
like an idea being strangled in there