pic one
............
thru the glitch
we see you moving like a panther
personality 1
plus 3
across the parallel
to soul-kiss everything contra
to wake up another amerika
your mouth
the advantage
of pressed juicery
never flat line subscriptions
so important like no bleach in the sway
& the feed for 7 - 11
so not new
so you fly
in the darkness
a pop-up for the pull-off
your yes-mates draw blue
hearts on a window
your t-shirt says
eat fruit - au naturel
in the courtyard: a splash of pavonazzo
tired of the fountain’s gushing mouth
a bird who speaks only ghost
body and cement
in some rhinestone narrative
a sun flies through darkness
**
we get
shadow
left-overs
and are okay with it
the short-handed distance
of our shared alley physics
move our feet like fast clouds
sometimes
it irritates me
the realization of
you can’t erase or blow up
what was never there
if i could paint i would paint the joke in peacock colors
on the side of a quail
..
a fleck in the crumble
but no cookie was found
swirling
in the mermaid’s mouth
a laughing leash
> ready rain is the behemoth of our time <
discourse masks your dark inflection
you really never talk
you just hand me weird lines
**
drafts are sometimes my sanctuary
to be ripped and broken
> another classic
cauldron “I” poem <
just finished the night with more dark space
crashed another small diagram
listening for day
..
hurry up it's getting scary in here
strutting thru predawn
the landscape rolling with rot shock
i am wearing my pale satin pinion rack
my roses all over you
my lovely retune
my roses all over you
up along the skies
the never scores of beyond
here
let’s piano that smile
dye fossils irreparable
we pass the language rivers
we pass little miss grey
even her awkward is divine
waking our heart with a drop
waking in the stream of leaping fish
the sheared tones of children
needling bliss
the landscape rolling with rot shock
i am wearing my pale satin pinion rack
my roses all over you
my lovely retune
my roses all over you
up along the skies
the never scores of beyond
here
let’s piano that smile
dye fossils irreparable
we pass the language rivers
we pass little miss grey
even her awkward is divine
waking our heart with a drop
waking in the stream of leaping fish
the sheared tones of children
needling bliss
your dabs fill my cracks
maybe we’ll dine @ The Rain Dog
wear cloaks
sit under the
painted-on-the-wall
savior tree
our laughter
uninhibited
even if just for a while
the white rush of vodka
breath
>not sure what flavor is trending right now<
&
all your wishes swallow air
roughly
in the midnight
the depths are best
for breaking through this
i used to write a lot about being drunk
and getting laid
now i just wear glow-in-the-dark
heels and swivel over the shipwrecked
in due time
i’ll see you
smoking your e-cig
trying to hold
together
another network of hip-rip
faces
wavy on the surface
souls
thin
in their coats
..wear cloaks
sit under the
painted-on-the-wall
savior tree
our laughter
uninhibited
even if just for a while
the white rush of vodka
breath
>not sure what flavor is trending right now<
&
all your wishes swallow air
roughly
in the midnight
the depths are best
for breaking through this
i used to write a lot about being drunk
and getting laid
now i just wear glow-in-the-dark
heels and swivel over the shipwrecked
in due time
i’ll see you
smoking your e-cig
trying to hold
together
another network of hip-rip
faces
wavy on the surface
souls
thin
in their coats
idk
i’m not a bird
& i hate face-hook
i’m stuck in clono-pin
city
sky-lining wishes
and on spotify they say there is a hot dog you can trust
idk
tragedy eve to the sleeper:
you seem like you are going thru some sort of mid-life crisis
here, have an email bracelet
are you drinking your meme
because the jokes on you
yep. a mammoth morning - that’s my style
and you keep your killing regime in the relish
what do you promise those little girls
txt balloons?
