this twibble of tweet, timber of sweet!

the sun is
rising
my terror
a
dark

wall
of
blank pages

imagined sex
and yes
alas
platoons of
resignation



no more games of fire-trolley
at the Inn. just me
alone in my apartment
wearing too much make-up
and
eating
sour gummi worms and dry toast.


Oh! Co ez stare!
a board by bare, I burn
this ending
this rhino party
this twibble of tweet,
timber of sweet!
whimper of bleep

beggar fan and
thief

*

a trinket of stars
taped to us
trailing
into sleep




;;

play a song, do something

Sonny and the Sunsets - Antenna to the Afterworld - Green Blood