Improvisation #WD40

Improvisation #WD40
time was a poisoned distinction
as red as vertebrae attests to
silent alarms lining my libido with
a manic veracity to forego one stab at
eternity aligning cruel breasts who
remind us continually of nouns and
vowels in a neon-blue room after
rescusitating fallen stars missing your
strange smile and sweet, hairy cube
already. wonder stigmas lugging our
coded ennui left beneath the ruins
wandering barefoot through your face's
creative career flying communal fear
over worn dollar bills starving to death
thousands living below the bottom line
daily behaviour concealing the mark
of a plan carcinogenic next to denim
kisses left on morphing epistemologies.
a fiend sizzling less talk.