verisimilitude
cozy darfur yawns
with ghana like
a vendetta stood by me
a vendetta stood by me
like from a plane film
swimming
like a boater
for you to have maybe anymore
swimming
like a boater
for you to have maybe anymore
you’ve got no morning like
can we maybe
like my me party?
the line time watching
like may been have done good in time
posit itches from flight
its stand not drawn less we like
watching films and worry yawns
like a spent swimmer
china anymore…
like morning heartbreaks strayed
had
this big ol’ baby bastard
been today a daily rebel
the rebel of all rainbows
withal pregnant with all
of their theres and thens
and whens and watches
the watchdog whimpering
as it is at the shop window
will not so-on nor so-forth
holding out for what ought
to go about the roundabout
so-and-so or such-and-such
the intentions aside or else otherwise
the dirtiness and distance between us
where what is done does have its day
and every watchdog downs its dawn
barking bold and blessed by beamer
for the dog be god and god be gotten
photophilia
a sheet of point-blank paper grazes
the edgeless combustion engine
fueling this merry-go-sorry carousel
with its moribund horses many-where
sweetmeat shoplifters bark at the motion
while one gat-toothed butcher suckles up
the remains of the she-wolf’s small intestine
slithering so slippery in all its eelhood
and an oyster packed with porcelain pearls
bar-brawls with her craftless crimson shadow
every one of its snide sniggers amplified
by the audacity of the talkboy’s playback
Bionote
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