i remember twice , catching fucked forgetfulls
about nonchalent strip mine emotionals
cumming twice as hard , as if to make a point , or
impression , or to validate a pet movement
that is a signature reach under and through ...
yeah , to get to the other side to , get to the other
kill me agenda quip ... stop , because i asked you to

it 's just because i can't form a crescent moon ,
given that the tools in my bag ... aren't for that

a time 'spised ghoulish joke ...

a pressure sensitive neck of a dog .... corrected
for being a dreamer ..... squeezed for sniffing
definate scents
kicked across the room , for being there when
style met cloddish coincidence , and failed to
evaporate quickly , discreetly
shirt tucked so fucking neatly

fortold , i'm sure it rang a bell for the clear thinking
telephobes .. they warrant your unbridled attention ,
with tendrils sharpened by sweat , they sleep alone by you ,
but not for slept again commentary ... moreso for
milligrams of whatever you got melting in a spoon


exploration's winding wake trail

in front though - in front

a suction sound precedes your little wish
come through


pilot to co - pilot , , , , silent stare
what could that mean so high on the wave ?



it means there is something so right , going so wrong , that
words belittle , and you should understand me when i
quiet my self out of consideration for my respected colleagues in
the second chamber , listening for anything crucial so
close to the door

bronchials overflowing , resistance was low

all hail trumpet glare and blare
the persevere king is riddled by jesters within a
court of cotton resemblances ... pillowfought terrarium
crinkled wrapper to a guilty gift

kinkily captured like a stowaway on a freudian schooner
making great sail towards honduras with a tide schedule ,
and a map of tipperary being passed around like pretty
little temporary property used rouguishly

hairflowers dried by fever

toke her and pass her ... when funny matters most
when comedy is god
where the now indulgence is a birthright , and
you're just food for the guests who've been eating all day

maybe slippery efforts at peaceful yesterdays

.... listen ....

maybe peaceful efforts at slippery ...

maybe tomorrow will reflect a sun that shone a slick yellow
where mistakes are drowned out by titanium promises ...
skating flippant on slick , slick surfaces revealing cracks on
the ceiling reflected

walk briskly like the impaled and lost tourists
calming down from a wrong turn

i show the dollar to the beggar ...

and i put it away with a smirk

he responds by living dangerously , another day , just to
spite me and the way that i cling to things solid and certain

well fuck us both then .... fuck us both


birthrights and audiences are for the busy being sassy

i wipe the deisel on my pants , 'cause rags are for those
fellows who hide in plain sight ... and pee sitting down
capture my glance and breathe shallow hesitance
misuse my curiosity , and target yourself
bury definate wisdom handle deep with the claw sticking out ..
like the birth of mechanical rabbit ... bloody show

i hold my hand up to the light ... the bright light
i used to see red ... now i see the last defense against the
world falling down ,,,
protected from scarring by a butcher's apron dripping wet

a bastard of unreachable destinations
swept out through the chumslick
stark lumens
by the entrails of the moon