to them of plastic extensions &
perfect buttocks
this solar hole is vulgar
somewhere a motionless lunatic is being struck
& windows applaud by
extending their eyes:
architect
veins
a living taste or waste
wireless
bloodless
malarkey:
a civil layer of jam on cracker
cracker:
donate
raw hide
pinmonkey
a 'thing'
the voice of time is heavy
a revolving satellite
a toilet
is there such a thing as calm
pollution
sang u in o lent
in the hum of dark
cool towers
lovers in the shower
@ gifts.com
a man spends too much on
roses & silly string
2 comments:
It's poems like this that I get down on my scabby knees at night and pray for!
ha! u flatter me my friend. sorry took so long to get back to u but i am not recieving the email notifications
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