slaughter

neck vomit tits to the east side
rise above the fray calling to the
devil-icious

tastes like chocolate
early in the warm post-baked
goo

megaphoning pack-like
toward
the new moon

soul/less

twigs snaps at the speed of sound
incredible automatic fist breaks
glass ceiling of cathedral spire

entombed cement cast goat head
brings further clanging closure

altogether:

broken arms learn to clap
broken arms learn to clap

ad inf

trolling nets plunge downward pulling
creatures from the briny depth toward

light not seen at this refraction
eyes opened; film peeled back to reveal broken
iris

swans begin to sing a little

almost out of words

crimetyping crybaby selfabsorbed hedonist
automatic---creation of spontaneity of nothing
doin time pushing holes through eyes




trilling thrillride to th deep seaside seashore awakend by explosions

Monday the 12th

pressed return
to arrive

start time



playd spectral academy with a pocket full of lint

increasing hornet's nest, papier-mache grouted tub

circled around the ending
spinning spinning spinning

escape too

Dont't Cry, Scream

carriage
returns
miss

you

&&

following
mattress directions

we're not setting fire to the automat
&&we eat the glistening ham mulch the fat

burn to embers as making ba'al
loosn the knots i think you're choking

don't cry

head down

on a drivethru

wash the car stereo
play excellent hits
rockin thru the 90's


and the sponges wipe away the
furrowed brow
some leaves fall, we dance mightily
thru the day

The Melvins Are The. Best. Band. Evar!

how many moles do you suppose they're keeping



...

don't make a sound they're not dead just sleeping

infinite, , ,

am completely in an omlette


foreign forces impeding
sleet on metal

faster/something

and every night i think

____________

(it's pedantic)

and i find that i feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel
some/nothing

let's play the rifle volleys
and dance the pocket full of posey


we all feel like the dinosaur, extinction
is the new
coke.

divide by 0

almost filling ___________________________


assault &&

(non)intent
sometime

let's shoot
redemption
this is not an exit

Faster/Onward

uterus           &crow wing
inner eye           &projection
&&            there's no call
baby             still face is all
there's no money           typing bloodied

Buson, True.

I cannot see her tonight
I have to give her up 
 So I will eat fugu

- Yosa Buson

Right Under The Big Sky, I Don't Wear A Hat

the distance celebrates with whiskey jig
where we dance, two years of isolation

self indulgent, i cut you flowers

escape clause was honored, barely two nights ago we created

Undecided/known

The night I played ball with Jesus (LORD) and he broke my legs
after I bet him I could dunk
was low.

Sitting in the window,
unmoving. still always a lovely unicorn.

Face bloodied, slap-happy, make me dance for nickles.