necro crown
to the patron saint of girls dumped at prom
they take the calmness from my prayers, defend the sanctity
of my maudlin heir. i've got an air conditioner
and 100 popsicles,
1000 yard stare; watching, not searching, i use the spleens of hot male rowers
for facials, caress their faces with my leg hair. all things from august
lye on my bed not touching.
bribed rabbits seduced by my nervous habits guard nebulously jealous feelings
for this place, rise about 10 feet
and explode into the shapes of plus signs
with little dots around them, then fall to the ground.
and now at nightfall i leave out their names, lay about neon sports bras
on an even playing field as a trembling hand prepares the soil for another,
breaking beakers all the time. oh to hunt for the glow
of a new body, to dunk my nude body in a lake. the love you'll never be with
again dresses their body in the dark, bleaches their remaining sunsets
in the all saints bathroom. i'm holding space for a washing machine, burying
my boneless, quivering face in soft hair.
push-water
fresh, unburdened, clean - nothing else
about the hands suggests so precisely
their complete helplessness,
apart from their obvious actions
i know i shouldn't call you
but?
but she had extraordinary hands
she held them in her lap tenderly
as if they were a pair of precious white birds
a voice in her head sang:
dig in sharply with your fingertips
then keep the hands closed
she called
she left an exquisite pink rose
at each precipice
the fingers and thumb
very soft around them
where sacred trees were cut down
magazine clippings about her
and someone loosed a flock of doves
traffic began to move across town
at each rocky overhang
blinked
and nothing
else
palms react much slowerand silent
their 54 bones
b
but then she was moving away
at each rocky overhang
and someone loosed a flock of doves
crossed her arms under her belly
she failed to ever track down an appropriate facial expression
the route she had taken weeks before
and Christ was glad
raffic moved across the town retracing
mosquito bites dotted her arms
own her bare shoulders and arms mosquito bites
hands moved across the breasts
down the soft line of the belly
when their time for flight did come
a strange feeling ran so quietly
from her neck
down her bare shoulders and arms
moved down across the breasts
down the soft line of the belly
so quietly she could manage
and watched them take offf
then saught her room
what could she mean?
her forearms properly seated, adopted a purely expressive role
she credited a well-flown arrow
retraced the route she had taken weeks before
from a riverbed miles away
then saught her room
fthe large boat alone
hauled stones from riverbeds miles away
blinked
and nothing
else
push-water
fresh, unburdened, clean - nothing else
about the hands suggests so precisely
their complete helplessness,
apart from their obvious actions
i know i shouldn't call you
but?
but she had extraordinary hands
she held them in her lap tenderly
as if they were a pair of precious white birds
voice in her head sang:
dig in sharply with your fingertips
then hold
traffic moved across the town retracing
the route she had taken weeks before
she left an exquisite pink rose
at each rocky overhang
she failed to ever track down an appropriate facial expression
crossing her arms under her belly
but it was summmer afterall
and Christ was glad
mosquito bites dotted her arms
own her bare shoulders and arms mosquito bites
hands moved across the breasts
down the soft line of the belly
when their time for flight did come
a strange feeling ran so quietly
from her neck
down her bare shoulders and arms
moved down across the breasts
down the soft line of the belly
so quietly she could manage
and watched them take offf
then saught her room
what could she mean?
her forearms properly seated, adopted a purely expressive role
she credited a well-flown arrow
retraced the route she had taken weeks before
from a riverbed miles away
then saught her room
fthe large boat alone
hauled stones from riverbeds miles away
blinked
and nothing
else
push water
fresh, unburdened, clean - nothing else
about the hands suggests so precisely
their complete helplessness,
apart from their obvious actions
"i know i shouldn't call you"
"but?"
but she had extraordinary hands
she held them in her lap tenderly
as if they were a pair of precious white birds
the sky held not a single cloud
she studied the way his lungs swelled and shrank rhythmically
she did not like to ask where he was
searchlights probed the shadows
mosquito bites dotted her arms
voice in her head sang: what are you doing?
she failed to ever track down an appropriate facial expression
so she left an exquisite pink rose
a strange feeling ran so quietly
from her neck
down her bare shoulders and arms
moved down across the breasts
down the soft line of the belly
so quietly she could manage
and watched them take offf
then saught her room
she began crossing her arms under her belly
what could she mean?
her forearms properly seated, adopted a purely expressive role
she credited a well-flown arrow
retraced the route she had taken weeks before
from a riverbed miles away
then saught her room
fthe large boat alone
hauled stones from riverbeds miles away
blinked
and nothing
else
cars
fresh, unburdened, clean - nothing else
about the hands suggests so precisely
their complete helplessness,
apart from their obvious actions
"i know i shouldn't call you"
"but?"
but she had extraordinary hands
she held them in her lap tenderly
as if they were a pair of precious white birds
mosquito bites dotted her arms
lungs swelled and shrank rhythmically
another body bearing little
resemblance to her own
voice in her head sang: what are you doing?
she failed to ever track down an appropriate facial expression
so she smiled
a strange feeling
followed the line from her neck
down her bare shoulders and arms
moved down across the breasts
down the soft line of the belly
she breathed
began crossing her arms under her belly
blinked
and nothing
else
decorating with stickers
mismanaging sadness
six robins fly out of the hood of a stalled car
everything is morbidly open, steams into a sunset
until now posers with satanic symbols on them
babysat
the inevitable suffering
other siblings: shortcomings, loss
disappeared into the sun, the sea, the woods, dreams
sometimes into obscure past lives
reverse-searching robins in the hedges
and ripping my faces off
the ocean in montreal
there is an ocean in montreal
where our shivering bodies walk the plank
without falling off the other end forevermore
where intact still, the same burning cloud
brings up the rear
and galaxies of feelings bumping
and dancing hasten then delay
the unexpected collapse
like an impending natural disaster in which
the performer
tells us all their secrets in an extremely
loud,
indeterminate pause
untangling that part of the anatomy where
whirlwinds
incoherent with my type of speech
document its beauty
and auditory ability
before disappearing into the earth
untitled
brokenhearted like a country garden
another one finding an empty sky
forgive them for finding you unattractive
even the snowless hill is less pleasingly wide
and more mildly sloped
beat her with better hair
as if she were drowning
when his mother pulls out
a discarded dress on the surface of the water
nothing of the elegance washed up on the sand
the just-as-sudden deftly hanging in the air
a huge black bird washed away
the force of an empty womb
the forbidden cigarettes like a handful of diamonds
beautiful and spontaneous
the virgins loosen their bikinis
yawning cleavage into the wind
that could cripple
red's wings
lost boy announcent on the loudspeaker. we've stood here, surveying ice
cream through these glass doors. found boy announcement. overhear worker say
some kids just get lost in thought while staring at sweets, then panic when they
realize they’re alone. i go home and use my computer to take pictures of myself
with my shirt off.
i’ve been doing this lately: taking my shirt off. the first time is on a walk with you
in your suburb and you don’t think it’s hot. i like the feeling only because it isn’t
me.
you’re asleep on some beach in new jersey. this is the first friday we’ve spent
apart in forever. later you call and mumble at me, sleepy and headachy, feeling
lame because your little brother took your friend out. i’m still shirtless, staring at
a clean laundry pile on my bedroom floor. hurts to blink, think i have a stye. i
look up symptoms … sensation of a foreign body.
i’ve seen my shirtless, uncool dad walk his electric lawnmower and i feel like i
have his chest hair. only he has his shoulder twitch. on the way to the autobody
repairman a couple years ago it gets out of control, comes with rapid-fire
questions.
i feel sick sitting next to him and i don’t know when it started. i’ve liked him a few
times. 1985: outside the spectrum, i almost accidentally switch families. walking
down winding ramp after circus my dad catches himself mistaking another boy
for me.
river belle
in anticipation of bloomington.
did the dog walking favor.
i might have more mosquito bites than you.
three or four, joy
but everything felt so right.
the "how and why you are nice"
the water in your speedboat
and an atypical focus
when leaning against something or seated.
such sensitivity to day-to-day life
inside these small, unguided rockets
that you can hear the engine buzzing, slowing.
might we explode?
je voudrais aller jouer au parc avec toi.
leaving your sack now
you made me receive the moon that day
(we were trembling for long expanses)
with a remembrance of the supervised students' soiree,
in the same clothes as the day before.
you have never seen me the same.
now a big kite, with a sound hardcore,
you no longer call me your kitten.
remember the first time you kissed my lips; heaps of dead leaves
and small meteorological sketches scattered across the lowlands.
from another time, memories of your hands.
did you feel the chip in my front tooth with your tongue?
(i cannot leave it alone.)
less prone to interference,
i've read of what arrives next for you by mistake.
this is the second time,
perhaps because we have the same name.
so stop crying in your quilted nest,
this summer won't stop feeling dumb
if repeating what's necessary to hurt yourself
only leaves you feeling numb.
maybe on the right roof when we're both wearing wings - after
the joking and good humored inquiries - before the party
control students dance with moderate restraint,
we'll take off,
cross Bottomless Lake, or at least try,
risking the possibility that i,
charming/disarming/beautiful,
fall flat
again.
monster truck labradors
what makes my nimble fingers carefully unpack the broken heart and moccasins
you'll want to take back when you stop glowing in the hours before dawn
i am always ready to laugh throw flowers
do not know what to say or ask when you seem withdrawn
introduced feelings on the track and field about treasuring rainbows
brown orange beige and yellow happily braided pink noise i would like to dye
with you without really saying a word
that is why i have a darling collection of butterflies
and this is why my limbs make mistakes
i want everything i'm scared to know by the first snow
and a plant by the bookcase
a window of warm kentucky sun to see the land of fitness cycling
patterns left by the landslides of my youth
johnny lee was a low-life that was expelled from parochial school
the far-off burst of flame abides in my heart as burning eucalyptus
round and round my freckled neck and arms
and now our pillow fights end in tears
four months ago i should have took you on
what do other boys talk
there's no room
on my mirror
for anymore photographs
what do other boys talk about
cut them down the center like model rockets
what should be done for more photographs
what do other boys think about
at lift off
martian difficulties
how very salty this winter season has been, constantly feeling
like a dampened stray mammal that doesn't go on my mattress.
ribbons and flowers, record lengths crying on concrete blocks.
constantly feeling deep feelings --
bad for blocking in your mom's car;
you as her vision of a perfect daughter;
listening with the heart to borrowed electronic technology
for a few seconds or one or two complete breaths;
quietly singing nearly every song i know.
i've developed acquaintances, sharing as much as safely possible
with all these advancements. brisk walks to the sears store alone.
walking as close as safely possible to the road
for a few seconds or one or two complete breaths.
eternal youth of bright flowers
forgive them for finding you unattractive
even the snowless hill is less pleasingly wide
and more mildly sloped
why care
you are the color of cloud-covered sky in whose presence
every beheaded guest
sheds their physical form daydreaming about being
a body of water forming visual caresses,
the subtle geometry
of their unobservable loneliness
rendered in a nexus of blue hues
no matter how long they stay
who cares
you're finally here
decorating with stickers
mismanaging sadness
six robins fly out of the hood of a stalled car
everything is morbidly open, steams into a sunset
until now posers with
satanic symbols on them
babysat
the inevitable suffering
other siblings: shortcomings, loss
disappeared into the sun, the sea, the woods, dreams
sometimes into obscure past lives
reverse-searching robins in the hedges
and ripping my faces off
it was cold and i listened to my least favorite album
barricades
learning to bathe
when his mother pulls out
beat her with better hair
it's a pile of legs
once the woman blushed
provocation
so glamorous while taking birth control
night animals dying of boredom
month of july
half-melted sex-doll baby names
shaving all her hair off
because why not
nothing is real
the texture of peach skin under
one’s teeth
i will tell anything about her life
the nude skin of large,
accessible bodies of water won't tell
their bones have informed me
their bones have formed in me
out of the innocent few
elected fetus
to wish it out of your resemblance,
keep it safe for indefinite preservation.
that projected image is up for examination.
the body of a pregnant woman, it is winged slightly, self-suspended
to a depth that does not distort,
like the women whom you've kept
fixed forever in a flattering light.
to the same inexorable promotion,
a shipwreck leaves the body
an orange, a string
another squanders her youth
no-strings-attached adoration
your most intense and secret love
you are relevant, self-aware
bound to form.
To prove
Neglecting it out of your resemblance,
keep it safe for indefinite preservation.
a shipwreck leaves the body,
the women whom you've kept as your most intense and secret loves.
that projected image is up for examination.
it is winged slightly, self-suspended
to the same inexorable promotion,
peeling away its elegant form
to a depth that does not distort.
not interested
bees buzzing around the face of a straight male being blown by another
male, or many other males
alligators eating raw chicken
the crunch of potato chips
babies that would have been hers: a string, an orange,
a lipstick for an art exhibition physically capable of being an artist
another squanders her youth walking strangers home
the urge to smash glass
period blood on their faces
her second puberty seeking cars to crash, or pointing, laughing, with hands that are guns, at new and conflicting ideas; no interest in sleeping with you,
no-strings-attached adoration; you are relevant, self-aware
bees buzzing around the face of a straight male being blown by another male, or many other males
alligators eating raw chicken
the crunch of potato chips
he is a tree, nuts start dropping
hold them, present him with new bones
rejected, hung herself on a limb; a fat tire swinging
babies that would have been hers: a string, an orange,
a lipstick for an art exhibition physically capable of being an artist
another squanders her youth walking strangers home
the urge to smash glass
period blood on their faces
her second puberty seeking cars to crash, or pointing, laughing, with hands that are guns, at new and conflicting ideas; no interest in sleeping with you,
no-strings-attached adoration; you are relevant, self-aware
an ocean to drown you
i am with my family in the basement of our twin (i am not even ten), and my father is living silently among us. his birthstone ring that fit too loosely has washed away into the sea. i shout several times until sitting next to me on the sofa is my father. i tell him how i feel without filler or hesitation, that he will not swim out into the sea and search the ocean floor indefinitely without listening first to what i have to say, and in the middle of saying this i stand in front of him and look him directly in the eyes. his eyebrows two majestic black panthers jumping over crystal blue pools (i have never seen anything near this eye color except on a prayer card), and they have never held this sort of receptive quality. it’s scary feeling this vulnerable; he lets me say everything that i have to say without interruption, just lets me know with his eyes how far i can go. his face is his young face, thin, flawless skin, perfectly parted hair, dress shirt fastened with amber buttons. his eyes say that he loves me deeply. this time around i’ll make things right. i know now that my mother can not or will not do this, i know i have to do it myself. and at the end of telling him all that i have to tell him, i say, thanks papa, and he takes me in his arms up the steps.
views of moscow
block by block
doe-eyed boys decorate the moonlight
the foolish and wicked animals they resemble
are the block captains promoting the ride
if you can think of it, they build or fix it
a building of broken glass
that familiar haunted house
holy innocence sought they suck titties
that they made out of the earth, just like god
what does it mean if your only friend is a ghost
what is the adjective used to describe a horse
dying on the box spring
teach by repetition
one by one give the billions of galaxies bumping and dancing
inside of yourself
the most amazing and enchanting paranoia
the skill of distancing themselves from others
piloting a human body from within
prayer over her dying pet
the veins that have become distended from intensily emotional memories
resurfacing
examining the ripples to find the source
twank bubba
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
as elegantly as your body would
for an exquisite physical form your ribs ache in the bucket of sand
your stomach is shaken by a huge hand that bathes the world in request
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs
and you let them
and beings very conscious of the sound you make as your body moves
soft reset in the orange trees
prayer over her dying pet
mourning the shoulders, nipples
the veins that have become distended from intensily emotional memories
resurfacing
examining the ripples to find the source
the rot of oversight
the way your detached stare reappears
your tears of burnt matches
your quietness without trying while entering a room
bedwetting on a wall to respond to the questions
of a 1000 stares
i remember a beam of light through flowers, fried egg
the realization of sense by finding flowers
that live in a house surrounded on all sides by fields of cabbage
the way that your body moves, always stays
curvature of beached whale bending to its every wish
every wish in the heart of sliding ice
that all this means for all who accept friction burns
depraved hearts can lodge real flowers
and all the love that falls on your head in the desert
gulps it down
leaves you an unrecognizable form like someone that has been left
tied up
what she said what he said what they said
everyone whom you have called to unpack a garlic
collides in the world that you haven't fondled yet
collapse into unrecognizable forms like packages who have been left tied up
the rot of oversight
ask them not me
if we're considered to be good hosts
why eye contact with oneself is so boring
and when almost always our disorienting portraits
are carried through the cyclical lulls between marsupial blossoms
REM sleep is stuck in a permanent rocket launch
and jelly fish stay viciously aware of the sun's destruction
how are they going to survive hiding from the world with their exhibitionist tendencies
i listen as their bodies air out their slimy tentacles and stroke the muted shore
when selfhood calls me to sleep those former selves in famine become pleasing to touch
and i notice everything about them but pretend that i don't
why reincarnation when we're less likely to stick than come undone?
collapsing into an unrecognizable form like someone left tied up
a coping mechanism only unremarkable fang marks left on nightfall forces you to claim
and lubricant stashed discreetly around your person another disavow
twank bubba
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
as elegantly as your body would
an extension cord will not grow back so cannot be pushed
into the background
as big as your big strong head failing your arms
for an exquisite physical form your ribs ache in the bucket of sand
your stomach is shaken by a huge hand that bathes the world in request
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
if loving someone means liking them < anyone else ever then
out of his hair
the only one he has eyes for
she exists in more than three dimensions
in cheap bright nylons
carpeted steps
severer falls
he'll paint a brighter bridge
after he burns them all
with that summer dress
(with remnants of bad skin)
the one she ordered on a half-whim
and charged to his diner's club card
he loses everyone who reads to him
someone wanted this in every room they ever live in
i guess people like this one
here my mom and i saw a fall down the steps
i had ten minutes in that room to pick my magazines
dumb fish tank book cover i think
unwanted beach
ask them not me
if we're considered to be good hosts
why eye contact with oneself is so boring
and when almost always our disorienting portraits
are carried through the cyclical lulls between marsupial blossoms
REM sleep is stuck in a permanent rocket launch
and jelly fish stay viciously aware of the sun's destruction
how are they going to survive hiding from the world with their exhibitionist tendencies
i listen as their bodies air out their slimy tentacles and stroke the muted shore
when selfhood calls me to sleep former selves in famine become pleasing to touch
and i notice everything about them but pretend that i don't
why reincarnation when we're less likely to stick than come undone?
collapsing into an unrecognizable form like someone left tied up
a coping mechanism only unremarkable fang marks left on nightfall forces you to claim
and lubricant stashed discreetly around your person another disavow
quiet mom
the way your detached stare reappears
your tears of burnt matches
your quietness without trying while entering a room
bedwetting on a wall to respond to the questions
of a 1000 stares
i remember a beam of light through flowers, fried egg
what all this means for the whole world
the realization of sense by finding flowers
that live in a house surrounded on all sides by fields of cabbage
the way that your body moves, always stays
curvature of beached whale bending to their every wish
every wish in the heart of sliding ice
that all this means for all who accept friction burns
the bleeding of depraved hearts
that can lodge real flowers
what she said what he said what they said
all the love that falls on your head and gulps it down
everyone whom you have called to unpack a garlic
collides in the world that you haven't fondled yet
the rot of oversight
quiet mom
the way your detached stare reappears
your tears of burnt matches
your quietness without trying while entering a room
bedwetting on a wall to respond to the questions
of a 1000 stares
i remember a beam of light through flowers, fried egg
in upstate new york for
college, trying to do enough good to piss off the school administration and get taken in by a fancy private school as a bragging piece
what all this means for the whole world
the realization of sense by finding flowers
that live in a house surrounded on all sides by fields of cabbage
the way that your body moves, always stays
curvature of beached whale bending to their every wish
every wish in the heart of sliding ice
that all this means for all who accept friction burns
the bleeding of depraved hearts
that can lodge real flowers
what she said what he said what they said
all the love that falls on your head and gulps it down
everyone whom you have called to unpack a garlic
collides in the world that you haven't fondled yet
the must of oversight
the atrophy of oversight
the mildew of oversight
in this version of girl is better
like blooming crocuses in dawn-lit snow
the etch of oversight
the sour of oversight
the rot of surveillance
the rot of supervision
the canker of slipup
the canker of transgression
the rot of transgression
constant reassurance
the rot of oversight
the canker of oversight
lax scourge
monitoring rot
rot monitoring
poorly done crop circles
e rot of oversight
poorly done crop circles
the blight of laxity
the decomposition of inattention
the lapse of deterioration
the canker of slip up
the putrefaction of dereliction
Anime horny face tongue
Supervision rot
Doing a good crop circles cankers
Relaxation of the disease
Inattention decomposition
Deteriorated after
Slip the canker
Malfeasance of corruption
Miscue of shrinking
the rot of carelessness
the rot of decorum
the miscue of atrophy
the decay of supervision
bits in a bucket sitting out
stingray rot management
the rot of supervision
& being very conscious of the sound you make as your body moves from your point As and Bs
Touching the claustral lip A bee drags its face across a wall of comb The rot of oversight
you feel affectionate
fail polish eagles
and beings very conscious of the sound you make as your body moves
soft reset in the orange trees
whatever has been unhealthily open
fail polish eagles
and beings very conscious of the sound you make as your body moves
soft reset in the orange trees
fail polish eagles
and beings very conscious of the sound you make as your body moves
soft reset in the orange trees
and beings very conscious of the sound you make as your body moves
soft reset in the orange trees
prayer over her dying pet
mourning the shoulders, nipples
intensily emotional memories in a frozen body of water
huge rainwater belly
and beings very conscious of the sound you make as your body moves
soft reset in the orange trees
prayer over her dying pet
mourning the shoulders, nipples
the veins that have become distended from intensily emotional memories resurfacing
examining the ripples to find the source
But you do not remember it looks like me lighting something in the fire
that was collected in space.
From our seats and expressing the burden of existing a very lonely person.
As I do not spoil very rapidly, I get messed up worse in parallel worlds.
A group of loud mammals, or sitting in the fetus box pretending to be heavy package.
Unknown suboceanic creature.
To position the fetus parts in heavy packages which are grouped and say aloud Universal Postal Care.
Caring for aquatic vertebrates.
Regardless of how unhealthily they will open.
Cures all ills.
Do not remember this but it looks like I am lighting something in the fire.
Dissipated in space.
10000000 times the inevitable end.
And do not really care if anything exceeds that.
arena champion oblivion
real blood
but you do not remember
look around you
and it looks like me lighting something on fire
from my seat and expressing the burden of existing a very lonely person
we will all die alone
shocking is that nobody seems to believe me when i try to warn them
told that i'm more graceful on the ice than earth
pretending to be a heavy package
unknown suboceanic creature
that weeps gently in the foetal position surrounded by aquatic vertebrates
to align a constantly flickering square with other squares
twank bubba
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
the memory of your blonde hair in waves down your back
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
the memory of your blonde hair in waves down your back
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
exquisite relief
as elegantly as your body would
released from its own sterilized jar
beside each loving flag
a former self we have gassed
bearing less of this, and much more of that
a strange amalgamation of birthing hips and failing arms
the babies inside her womb
like tanks in warfare
rolling over her grave
in search of the miraculous
how birds are even
curvature of beached whale bending to their every wish
in darkness, emerges the fact that she is moth
bearing less of this, and much more of that
a strange amalgamation of birthing hips and failing arms
the babies inside their womb
like tanks in warfare
rolling over their graves
infiltrating the skin across general eye area
in search of the miraculous
how birds are even
curvature of beached whale bending to their every wish
in darkness, emerges the fact that they are moths
Real flowers rearrange a 1000 stares beneath a jet
the real wearindent counts
a scarlet swimming for the margins of her lids
drags its face across a wall of comb
the pulled thumb loose
promises falling off
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every wish a castle
asleep on the couch interacts with me
cue the displaced sounds of the first warm day of spring
undead and at their most popular age
i raise moths
if you cue the displaced sounds of the first warm day of spring
i would call him to the sea
royal blood in drying fireworks
so the kissing doesn't stop
promise only i can hear the songs he writes me
the scent of urine on the breeze
obscenity haunt
but it looks like i am lighting something on fire
her quietness without trying while entering a room
veil of the beheaded
to study the stars
motherhood fraternity
in darkness - emergence
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
calls her to the plank
help
her perfectly spherical head to water flowers in animals
today the bug falls out of her eyebrow and she leaves
in your animal
a sweaty girl
hot dogs floating above her head
mouth of microwaved milk
calls her to the plank
what is the opposite of carefree?
from the tops of bridges
the rot of oversight
ask them not me
if we're considered to be good hosts
why eye contact with oneself is so boring
and when almost always our disorienting portraits
are carried through the cyclical lulls between marsupial blossoms
REM sleep is stuck in a permanent rocket launch
and jelly fish stay viciously aware of the sun's destruction
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asking courage or promise of a safe return
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in darkness - emergence
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calls her to the plank
brushing the claustral lip
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call girl
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in your animal
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her mouth of microwaved milk
calls her to the plank
from the tops of bridges
what is the opposite of carefree?
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without falling off
calls her to the sea
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what is the opposite of carefree?
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mysterious skin in the darkness of all the love they find and keep
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if we're considered to be good hosts
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beside each loving flag
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to vacate one way or another
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shaking trees for bells
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when they first manifest themselves
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brushing the claustral lip
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the first warm day in spring
like blooming crocuses in dawn-lit snow
what is the opposite of carefree?
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brushing the claustral lip
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for the first time
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the first warm day in spring
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like tanks in warfare
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brushing the claustral lip
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in my hollow body gymnasium sounds
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brushiing the claustral lip
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day at the beach
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the displaced sounds of the first warm day in spring
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what is the opposite of carefree?
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the displaced sounds of the first warm day in spring
dragging their face across a wall of comb
brushing the claustral lip
day at the beach
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the displaced sounds of the first warm day in spring
you hear from the deep sea-bed
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what is the opposite of carefree?
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when they first manifest themselves
by the scent of urine on the breeze
day at the beach
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the displaced sounds of the first warm day in spring
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what is the opposite of carefree?
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how birds are even
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making a fool of themselves
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breathing under water
as your body so wanted
how birds are even
even when suffocating
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orlando trip, i can not resist
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that i stare a lot at that won't ever touch me
my hot water to soak in in my massive forehead
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and this wouldn't let you sleep
and who you were at this time
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evacuate
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between my hands
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brushing the claustral lip
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how birds are even
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brushing the claustral lip
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being intimate with a space heater
how to put in gold teeth
have to make it under the ocean to give your autopsy
killer tan lines and fake snakebites
grey-laced clam
floating about as clam
dead things shaped like a clam
day / place grey-laced
touching birds
cigarette-like burns into a false sort of consciousness
their bones were formed in me
attentive opalescent ears floating about
shaped like clams
buttons spoons and dead things
trying to overcome their impermanence it attentitve impermanent
the oculomotor globes aglow
the big air bubbles of flesh being filled with my case
transcend the possibility of mammiferous neurological capacities
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
brushing the claustral lipcan you see through human skin?
might quickly shoot out of your ears
might quickly vacate one way or the other
when the vikings first showed up
you are a variety of mythical living being
and then the cold comes
mentally choreographing their placements
the memory of blonde hair in waves down your back
my denial has rendered your skin transparent
the attempted placement of enclosed
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
brushing the claustral lip
into the background
the attempted placement of enclosed spaces
for the former selves we gassed
stay in my room all the time
as big as your big strong head failing your arms
how birds are even
of the former selves we gas
i miss the blonde hair in waves down your back
you need nothing
land-locked i
who prefer enclosed spaces
the attempted placement of recent events to make said narrative more "believable"
The indeterminate narrative arc of my life; the attempted placement of recent events to make said narrative more "believable"
Puppies & Semicolons
Your face, undergoing putrefaction and ultimately crumbling to dust
you are a dreary invalid who prefers enclosed spaces, quilts and complaining to living an active/fulfilling life
inundated with light and beautiful incorporeal voices
i miss the blonde hair in waves down your back
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
exquisite relief
what every bird i've ever come into contact with is doing at this moment
their denial has rendered your skin transparent
your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
why not decorate them
your denial has rendered your skin transparent
see through human skin
of the former selves we gassed
the memory of blonde hair in waves down your back
and a bee that dragged its face across a wall of comb
today, your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
why not decorate them
your ___ have rendered you anorgasmic
of the former selves we gassed
the memory of blonde hair in waves down your back
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
i used to blank, but then the heat came
when released from their own sterilized jars
wank bubba
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
the memory of your blonde hair in waves down your back
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
wank bubba
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
the memory of your blonde hair in waves down your back
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
released from their own sterilized jars
the memory of your blonde hair in waves down your back
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
exquisite relief
as elegantly as your body would
released from their own sterilized jars
the memory of your blonde hair in waves down your back
a bee drags its face across a wall of comb
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
exquisite relief
as elegantly as your body would
your wounds stand pointed and a
an animal gassed in the trashcan
surrounded by the sea, the woods, dreams, decadence
you feel affectionate
surrounded by the sea, the woods, dreams, decadence
the sun, the sea, the woods, dreams, decadence
the memory of your blonde hair in waves down your back
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
for a physical form your ribs ache in the bucket of sand
your stomach is shaken by a huge hand that bathes the world in request
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
like a syringe in a party balloon your blonde hair in waves down your back
falls down to your lower back
in a holiday swell
an extension cord will not grow back so cannot be pushed
into the background
as elegantly as your body would
into the background
exquisite relief
do not remember this but it looks like i am lighting something on fire
holding a gun in rural connecticut
10000000 times the inevitable suffering
and do not really care if anything exceeds that
christmas birthdays
real blood
but you do not remember
look around you
and it looks like i am lighting something on fire
we will all die alone
dumb and gross
told that i'm more graceful on the ice than earth
pretending to be a heavy package
unknown suboceanic creature
that weeps gently in the foetal position surrounded by aquatic vertebrates
to align a constantly flickering square with other squares
do not remember this but i am holding a gun in rural connecticut
10000000 times the inevitable suffering
and do not really care if anything exceeds that
christmas birthdays
real blood
but you do not remember
look around you
can you see through human skin?
in the second layer
the sun, the sea, the woods, dreams, decadence
but somewhere below this my own existence
and it looks like me lighting something on fire
here is the real blood in the sun, the sea, the woods, dreams
and below that
10000000 times his inevitable suffering
i do not really care if anything exceeds that
i know to be true
align a constantly flickering square with the other squares
everything is all the time
and do not really care if anything exceeds that
my own existence and if everything I know to be true is a fallacy or not
moving from thing to thing to try to distract myself from the feeling that something is wrong
it doesn't matter how big that lot is, all that matters is the backup right in front of me
moving from thing to thing to try to distract myself from the feeling that something is wrong
just about anywhere else
days in divorce you had an abortion
you hate your dad
my own existence and if everything I know to be true is a fallacy or not
makes me want to be just about anywhere else
can you see through human skin?
The sun, the sea, the woods, dreams, decadence
in which a cord of wood last a summer
and my wheelbarrow saw a lot of leg
you know when you try to go to bed and you count how many hours of sleep you'll get if you fall asleep at that exact moment
Time alone in forest
a psychic told me im not from this planet
we will all die alone
leaving blue hair
more graceful on the ice than earth
unknown suboceanic creature
weeping gently in the foetal position
with legs that just won't quit
followed by a haunting silence
listen to my heart
followed by a haunting silence
a haunting silence that follows
surrounded by aquatic vertebrates
typically unpleasant noise
you do not remember this but i am holding a gun in rural connecticut
with such a flavor
magnets
can you see through human skin?
raw semen hidden under a mask
art
in which a cord of wood lasted all summer
and my wheelbarrow saw leg a lot
hidden under a mask
it looks like i am lighting something on fire
holding a gun in rural connecticut
title music
raw semen
in which a cord of wood last a summer
and my wheelsbarrow saw a lot of leg
you know when you try to go to bed and you count how many hours of sleep you'll get if you fall asleep at that exact moment
a place on the cape outer cape only
from my kitchen expressing the burden of existing a very lonely person
twirl all my alter egos and stick them in a hotel
christmas birthdays cheering people up
as i do very rapidly, i get messed up worse in parallel worlds
fissuration skate
you know when you try to go to bed and you count how many hours of sleep you'll get if you fall asleep at that exact moment
you know when you try to go to bed and you count how many hours of sleep you'll get if you fall asleep at that exact
moment
Time alone in forest
a psychic told me im not from this planet
we will all die alone
leaving blue hair all over the bathtub
the muffled yelling you hear that appear to be from closet
are actually sounds my heart makes when it's happy
winning love by daylight ghosting along installing microwave ovens custom kitchen deliveries
you have the heart of a lion and the blood of a dragon.
preferably each in their own sterilized jars, adorned with a bows
they don't remember this but it looks like i'm lighting something on fire
the success of love by ghosting sunlight
expressing the burden of existing a very lonely person
from sounds my heart makes i know i'm not from this world
shocking is that nobody seems to believe me when i try to warn them
told that i'm more graceful on the ice than earth
pretending to be a heavy package
unknown suboceanic creature
that weeps gently in the foetal position surrounded by aquatic vertebrates
to align a constantly flickering square with other squares
but they do not remember
10000000 times the inevitable suffering
and do not really care if anything exceed that
winning love by daylight ghosting along installing microwave ovens custom kitchen deliveries
you have the heart of a lion and the blood of a dragon.
preferably each in their own sterilized jars, adorned with a bows
from my seat and
a psychic told me im not from this planet
we will all die alone
anything exceeds that
time alone in the forest
my fate in a parallel world
the muffled yelling you hear that appear to be from closet
are actually sounds my heart makes when it's happy
do not remember this but it looks like i am lighting something in the fire
cracking dragons
sitting in the fetus box pretending to be a heavy package
mutual cemetery friend
I have been told I am more graceful on ice than land
weeping gently in the foetal position surrounded by cats
how upsetting it is that no one seems to believe me when I try to warn them taking care of aquatic vertebrates
staying home for days on end
licking my girlfriends eyeball and tapping my phone 10000000 times
The inevitable end that befalls all living things
Whether or not we exist anyway
You like talking about interesting shit and don't really care if anything goes past that
if you come round more than once
to line up a constantly
caring for aquatic vertebrates
dissipated in space
Cuddling hens.
We exist in any case.
in the sky where it dissipates
arena champion oblivion
mutual cemetery friend trying to beat a gym leader
and aggressively shoving my face into faces
You make things you're overcome with existential dread but are cool and don't talk about it.
I have been told I am more graceful on ice than land
weeping gently in the foetal position surrounded by cats
how upsetting it is that no one seems to believe me when I try to warn them taking care of aquatic vertebrates
staying home for days on
Live in the house for days on end.live in the house for days on end
Romance projections ought to be.
But whatever it was unhealthily open.
Sit at home unopened for several days in a row
being released into space
taking up space and expressing the burden of existing as a very lonely person on a very lonely planet
How I didn't mess up too bad, but I probably messed up worse in a parallel universe.
Either bullshitting with a group of loud mammals, or sitting in fetal position in a box pretending to be a heavy package.
unidentified deep sea creature
being released into space cures all ills
you don't remember this but it looks like i'm lighting something on fire
being released into space
taking up space and expressing the burden of existing as a very lonely person on a very lonely planet
How I didn't mess up too bad, but I probably messed up worse in a parallel universe.
Either bullshitting with a group of loud mammals, or sitting in fetal position in a box pretending to be a heavy package.
huge rainwater belly
intensily emotional memories in a frozen body of water
u are gonna shower me in gifts
as i do very rapidly, i get messed up worse in parallel worlds
Immediate death
in the sky where it dissipates
worse off in parallel worlds
arena champion oblivion
mutual cemetery friend trying to beat a gym leader
and aggressively shoving my face into faces
You make things you're overcome with existential dread but are cool and don't talk about it.
I have been told I am more graceful on ice than land
weeping gently in the foetal position surrounded by cats
how
huge emotional rainwater belly
in her natural habitat
sickly celery reclaiming whatever whatever has been unhealthily open
reclaiming her teeth
shade the sun makes
mourns the burns into a false sort of consciousness
to be referred to as prayer
fail polish eagles
and beings very conscious of the sound you make as your bodies moves
soft reset in the orange trees
holding breath diagonally out of view
sentient pool of sludge
protecting your eyes from the sun
and hips that shout clappers out
blush the seals before the whole world claims them
my eye brows same bird life
whatever has been holding breath
decoratings t
sickly celery on star map
prayer over your own body
vulture and corpse
round papa
your thoughts of hair that rests flat
ver your own body
round papa with bed cover lids
is to be referred to as prayer
color coordination for proper burial
you feel affectionate
praying over your own body
repeating the classic contest
self vs. pansy
hiss of round papa
same bird
the worst time in my eyebrow's lives
florida algae
to contest whatever has been unhealthily open
to actually speak outloud
prayer over your own body
too scared to actually speak outloud
the same bird is without death
without dying
prayer in the orange trees
over your own body
color coordination for proper burial
lying there with eyes rolling over water
sticks in the fatal flaws
in the back of your head
business numbers
more spa
in the hula hoop too scared to actually speak outloud
pocket of sickly celery
pockets of fluid
swap fluids the future
sent back for proper burial
you pray over your body
pocket of sickly celery
from the shadows the sun makes on your walls
huge rainwater belly
proper burial
with no spatula, fork, or bowl
cooking an omelette in a pot with no spatula, fork, or bowl
spacing out shadows the sun makes on the bedroom wall
the terrible growing things you hold together that don't belong together
cotton friend
while admtting the patterns
dumb number one
the terrible growing things
the things you hold together that don't belong together
debate
proper burial
napping the lake with bed cover lids
drowsing the lake with bed covers
spacing out shadows the sun makes on your walls
holding things together and don't belong together
growing ear
vulture and corpse
you pray over your own body
shit on your hands black lipstick around your eyes
proper burial
spacing out
whatever has been unhealthily open
holding things together that don't belong together
because you can't afford repairs
shit on your hands
you pray over your own body
as vulture and corpse
black lipstick around your eyes
huge belly of rainwater
that coagulates like blood
vulture and corpse
you pray over you own body
because you can't afford repairs
your eyes your scissors your hands
as cold as vulture and corpse
huge belly of rainwater
coagulates like blood
black lipstick around your eyes
mildew of your thoughts
squandering your youth
turning up
i pray over my body because i can't afford repairs
I'm looking for someone to share in falling in love with myself
made mildew of your thoughts
huge belly rainwater
go to night market
in front of the sea
your eyes your scissors your hands
important
i had a dream i met you and your hands were lonely inside
losing all belongingsand at the same time from a lot of time on the farm
coagulates like blood
made mildew of your thoughts
losing your sunglasses
not being a microwave not being adopted
made black lipstick of hair that rests flat
SA
black lipstick hair
a parasitic twin
whatever has been unhealthily open
coagulates like blood
losing all belongings
hot shower
closes up its black lipstick eyes
shit on your hands
a good crop of hands
a body built constructs reassurance
made
mildew of your thoughts of hair that rests flat
mildew around them
What can not be adopted,
your eyes a
a body built of constant reassurance
a body constructs constant consolation
crop ci doing a good crop
with black lipstick around them
as big as the bits of rot in the bucket sitting out
a body builder drags their face across a wall of raw semen
touching the fake plastic lip
today at departure a ghost takes down your brassiere
the etch of fake plastic night across a wall of seed
in the eyes left alone
the background drifts southwest of your surveillance
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
as elegantly as your body would
an extension cord will not grow back so cannot be pushed
into the background
as big as your big strong head failing your arms
for an exquisite physical form your ribs ache in the bucket sitting out
your stomach is shaken by a huge hand that bathes the world in request
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
twank bubba
your wounds stand pointed and agape at some stranger
as elegantly as your body would
an extension cord will not grow back so cannot be pushed
into the background
as big as your big strong head failing your arms
for an exquisite physical form your ribs ache in the bucket of sand
your stomach is shaken by a huge hand that bathes the world in request
exquisite relief
today your perfectly spherical breasts depart from your point As and Bs and you let them
doctor employment
whatever has been unhealthily open pocket knife with eyebrow juice in the eyes left alone
you find lapse of deterioration reassuring
poorly design crop circles and you let them
the etch of fake plastic night across a wall of seed
you feel the lapse of deterioration from constant reassurance
is to blame
losing all belongings
today you put on formal wear and instead they're just some dust
the etch of fake plastic night for the world bathed in request of the eyes left alone
hails disaster
stand pointed and agape at some stranger trying to buy an extension cord
a body builder drags their face across a wall of lipstick
atrophy of extenstion cord
touching the southwest lip
hail disaster
sticking metal bars into your big strong head
as big as your big strong head
the background drifts southwest of your eyes
love hurts drifts in the background
failing my arms
today you put on some formal wear and instead they're just some dust
low standards nude with dog shit on your hands and black lipstick around your eyes
fake plastic night
drifts in the background
losing all belongings
thinking about it and not thinking about it
seeing things change
needing more
raw semen on army broomstick intensive self care
constant reassurance
occasional silence
a silence drags its
circus bodybuilding
chronic dry eyes
today the coast aches for an exquisite physical form and you leave
today a ghost takes down your brassiere and you leave
the world bathed in request
truly yours, raw semen
losing all belongings
today you awakened everything burning and you leave
poor sports collecting flowers
today your stomach is shaken by a huge hand and you leave
automatic patterns ache
pocket knives of exquisite relief
today they unravel more elegantly your body and you leave
today your sore ribs take on an exquisite physical form and you leave
punching bag
today your stomach is squeezed by a huge hand
today your ribs ache for an exquisite physical form and you leave
today the settling of skirt fabric on your physical form and you leave
today the bug falls out of your eyebrow and you leave
today they more elegantly undo your body and you leave
today you woke up with your beautiful hair burned up and you leave
today your ribs ache a ghost unhooks your bra and you leave
today your ribs ache for a more exquisite physical form and you leave
today a ghost unhooks your bra and you leave
today for the last time the settling of skirt fabric on your physical form and you leave
today for the first time the settling of skirt fabric on your physical form and you leave
today you more exquisitely compose your physical form and leave
today you don't know what to do with yourself so leave
today you woke with your beautiful hair all burned up and you leave
your beautiful hair all burned up and you leave
today they unravel more elegantly your body and you leave
today they're more exquisitely in your eyes and you leave
today they unravel the poets lies to you and you leave
today they more elegantly undo your body and you leave
today they come undone as elegantly as your body would and you let them
my tears taste medicinal today
and do it as elegantly as your body would
Coagulate like blood. Close up whatever has been unhealthily open, and do it as elegantly as your body would.
lettuce companion
the colder and grosser the better
You've spent far to much time holding things together that don't belong together. Today they come undone and you let them.
the future is scum
salad followed
doing bad at leaving
you're going to sleep until spring
lettuce companion
that was not a very good trip to the aquarium
you turn on the lights get dressed and stop crying
the weights that don't belong together
77 flowers
these fists are for punching cops
murder of crowd
exquisite relief
lonely inside
eyebrow juice
exquisite relief
not enough sleep
water you coin
murder of crowd
the sport of flower collecting
i had a dream i met you and your hands were lonely inside
soft
to the sun for destroying you again
there are people walking around outside in track suit
ice skaters wearing track suits from all the windows
wearing a track suit
remembering to water the flowers in your animal
a dirty cheeze it being tossed around at the top of the escalator
One of your colleagues always knows the current weight of the roche
your daily collector's guilt
glaring at babies
walking around a quarry
the poor sport of flower collecting
your perfectly spherical head to water flowers in animals
today the bug falls out of your eyebrow and you leave
in your animal
sweaty girl
hot dogs floating above your head
microwaved trash
a scarlet swimming for margines of your lids
your mouth of microwaved milk
changing your appearance
your lips microwaved of human trash
you hate the world bathed in prayer
knife on
the lips of human trash
human trash bathed in prayer
sidewalks bathed there referred to as prayer
bikini underwear
you are fully comfortable with the future sent back
rainstorms
future robot comfortable enough withan endless curl there to be called prayer
being alone at the worst times
human trash the worst times future sent back wetted side walk by bee's knees
troubled hair that rests flat you are fully comfortable with being alone
for the last time
he touched you
made of your thoughts of hair that rests flat
a vacation apartment
the sidewalks wetted there of rainstorms from hair that rests flat
an infinite
kites
in rainstorms
are an infinite loop in rainstorms from hair that sits flat
the sidewalks wetted there an endless loop made of your thoughts from hair that sits flat
a scarlet swimming for margines of your lids
referred to as prayer
to be referred to as prayer
of your thoughts from hair that sits flat
an endless loop to keep things
from the smoke stains
bathed sidewalks there cut from the smoke stain tears
a platform there with the tears
cut from their smoke stains on your wall
in the binder of your dreams cutter the shoe left on the road and the shadows on your walls
hair that rests flat in the binder of your dreams is cut off
the patterns and shadows the sun makes on wallsor then i can be
prowling
to pull her out of the ditch
where the falls are miracles making bed covers out of your lids
a scarlet swimming for margines of your lids
a darkness inside
the spills were scarlet swimming for the margines of your bed
swimming for the margines of your lids
kissing in tears imitate showers new to your area
separate self and
who have you been swimming for
language magnets
scarlets
obtain the automatic patterns and language that fade into you separate nightfall curled into
high brow
how you move your body on the cock spill is prayer
your perfectly spherical head to water flowers in animals
today the bug falls out of your eyebrow and you leave
in your animal
sweaty girl
hot dogs floating above your head
microwaved trash
a scarlet swimming for margines of your lids
your mouth of microwaved milk
weak spot
cyclical lulls of of marsupial blossoms
intimacy
marsupials blossom
cyclical lulls of renewed asphalt
unlivible deliverer of
nervous in costume
sleep prints on restored asphalt
a working oven cruising the galaxy pours down the back of your neck
cyclical lulls of restored asphalt pour down the back of your neck
swap fluids very quickly
of REM sleep
Very disorienting for restored asphalt, as you move your body to the tap spill which is called prayer
, if you're going to compare them in invisibility or flight swap fluids
running very fast and spinning very quickly
thanks to a good pop-rock in new eyes
daughter in needles approac
and one day you're going to compare them
making what you see in your mind tangible
one day you're going to compare them
the way that your body moves on the cock spill is called prayer
to accomodate sleeves
how you smear on the cock spill is called prayer
the way you're tragically aware as one sleep in nesting to be referred to as prayer
you want i you attract as one of my French girls
how you smear on the dick spill
is called prayer
how you notice everything but like to pretend that you don't
the way in which you notice everything, but like to pretend that you don't
come undone like veins suspended in its muted landmass
the way in which major veins of prayer that are inmates in the air of its landmass either stick or come undone
the way you notice everything but like to pretend you don't
dental personnel with beautiful red acne
how you clean up the cock spill is referred to as prayer
how you clean up the cock spill is referred to as prayer
how you clean up the cock spill is called prayer
how you smear on the cock spill is referred to as prayer
referred to as prayer
how you smear on the dick spill instead of disavowing it
how you smear on the
how you smear on the cock spill is to be referred to as prayer
how you smear on the cock spill instead of disavowing it
how you smear on the lubrication is called prayer
how you smear on the cock spill does not and need not is called prayer
how you smear on the lubrication is called prayer
how you smear on the emission is called prayer
how you smear on the discharge is called prayer
how you smear on the lubrication is called prayer
how you smear on the pop shot is called prayer
how you smear on the secretion is called prayer
the way that you smear on its dick spill is referred to as prayer
the way that in such a way everywhere you smear on its dick spill as often as possible
that it is referred to as prayer
the way that in such a way everywhere you smear on its dick spill that it is referred to as prayer
the way you're so inclined to smear on its dick spill
in such a way
that it is referred to as prayer
the way that you smear on its dick spill everywhere in such a way
the way that you smear on its dick spill in such a way everywhere
pressure everywhere
without offending
that makes you so prone to offending
without offending thinking twice
stuck in a permanent rocket launch for its dick spill
reserve without thinking twice
as often as possible
the way that your body catches its dick spill as often as possible
stuck in a permanent rocket launch
how your body grabs his dick spill away from any
away from everything
that way that you butter your daily bread with dick spill
in such a way that your body catches its dick spill
the way that you crust catch its lovely bread with dick spill
that way that you butter your daily bread with dick spill
that you're so prone to
the way that you body-catch its dick spill in REM sleep
, so inclined to
body-catch its dick spill
how your body catches its cock spil as often as possible
the way that you're so inclined to body-catch its dick spill as often as possible
equally so inclined
the way that you body-catch its dick spill of everything around you
as often as possible
the way that you body-catch its dick spill as often as possible
the way that you suck the life out of everything around you
how to be human
you do not suck the life out of everything around you
on a real level as often as possible
as often as possible
of dead animals you leave tied up as often as possible dead animals
in your prayers
with the big veins beyond your years
your big veins of lovely bread
the dick spill in the prayers
how you are tragically aware of being the lower self in its muted landmass
designated as prayers
beyond your years
lovely bread before someone you leave tied up with the big veins of
the dick spill in the prayers on someone you leave tied up
how you are tragically aware of being designated as prayers beyond your years
you die in nesting the way you're tragically aware to be designated as prayers beyond your years
your beautiful red acne growing on
unwanted beach
ask them not me
if we're considered to be good hosts
why eye contact with oneself is so boring
and when almost always our disorienting portraits
are carried through the cyclical lulls between marsupial blossoms
REM sleep is stuck in a permanent rocket launch
and jelly fish stay viciously aware of the sun's destruction
how are they going to survive hiding from the world with their exhibitionist tendencies
i listen as their bodies air out their slimy tenticles and stroke the muted shore
when self hood calls me to sleep those former selves in famine become pleasing to touch
and i notice everything about them but pretend that i don't
why have gods allowed reincarnation when we're less likely to stick than come undone
collapsing into an unrecognizable form like someone left tied up
a coping mechanism only unremarkable fang marks left on nightfall forces you to claim
and lubricant stashed discreetly around your person another disavow
, hoping the same of them for me
exclaim
support curled into a ball
changing my appearance almost every month
to fade into a past identity
as a coping mechanism
swiping the pictures and dissolve to leave unremarkable lipstick on the nightfall
again and again come undone
how are you going to survive hiding from the world with your exhibitionist tendencies
i listen even as your body airs out its slimy wings to stroke the muted landmass
forgetting about my food in
REM sleep is stuck in a permanent rocket launch
and jelly fish stay viciously aware of the sun's destruction
i hope that you claim the heights of sadness instead of disavowing them
what god will permit reincarnation only to see you again come undone
i'm renewing the vows of damaged asphalt and carrying on
when self hood calls me to bed those former selves in famine become pleasing to touch
how
are you going to survive hiding from the world with your exhibitionist tendenciessubmerge myself in its aquarium capable of spilling its complicated relationship with you
forgetting about my food in the microwave and then reheating it and forgetting it again
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for this place, rise about 10 feet
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with unwanted kidneys
on the beach
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handmade pinatas the best gift to get a good homeschooled pervert
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in the other train in the same direction
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blouse knitted on the right-hand side of his face
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before the whole world claims them
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images from the last careful fistings roll over soap bubbles
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a blouse knitted over the right-hand side of my face
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living now despite the spit of jim in internal stores of water
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in clothing
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forgive me for choosing you over 300 sorrow physicians
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killer tan lines and false snakes
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summoning spirits for pretend photos
in another life i rely on stars
to a heating unit
impressed by hot water
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