i remember their faces smashed in glass just stood there pearshaped in levi's lobsters crawled that day under the linoleum moved the submarines memorized the lives of saints in seashellshaped hands or just there in the dimlit is lonely dusty stingrays dandelion oblivion the sun's neck bulged in sweat and monetary ruin mandatory ruin factory fractured feeling guilty harpooning sighs to reel a face and press it through the everypresent crystal lips wetted and slowly parted pointed straight into a maze a bruised mosaic of grocery lists of cursive apocalypse of it suddenly occured to you as you excused yourself from the mirror and confuse keys or misuse or deceive houdini's muse you've exceeded yourself as a dainty prop covered in leopard skin grinning erotics beyond your comprehension of the white noise when she crosses her legs when she pops up complacent in the confines of your window or crushes her fingers under the magnifying glass i tell you friends the snow is flames my neighborhood is full of shit and i despise you all you pathetic buffoons i am tired of flowers i demand to be naked i want my words driven through blocks of wood i want the drill to be patient like first communion or her eyes melted the spoon it was like graffitti it was everywhere it occupied space like a stranger tipping his hat stumbling through falls and folds of his girlfriend with x-ray eyes and magnificent tongue like lucifer stoning the forcefield some monumental flaw the tremble in each liquid the meltdown the lowdown withdrawn in chair watch her hair float on video in person modeling for me this is new i feel ancient amusing angle swallow to stare
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