Saturday, February 11, 2012

what it is that had happened is that...

knice pookie
throwed in hurt
kleaved angrre
swam in taste of hubris
meant to demolish
polished wharf
old friend

jackals
high pineapple minute
skin like marbles
hands gummed onto rifle trigger
and horses shot into space
pretty for now
constellating mares in tankinis
slobber rich with stock futures
lose, Bruise Lee chop

green land dolphins
trying this dance
keep suckin for air
keep sniffing the cancerous nodules
keep checking the time, you're way early
you're too early dolphin
and sharks, you're too late
cant a motherfucker get a decent swim around here?
in a limpid pool of word salad



oops! hamburgers instead!

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