dec15'11

you made a mistake
on the nipple of a silver bullet
you spilled your art
you're soiled
wooden tits clash with the sunset
floating in brine
and decimating the lining in your nose
which you change out of like a sport coat
the girl in your arms
junk
the erect needle fucks your vein
just kidding
someone told you that
you use
but you are just naturally stupid
which has its moments of bliss
and even insight

your shoes are too tiny
and stuck in the groove
but they point
if you could follow
you wouldnt
you fucking human
you'd kill the one who made the shoe
doesnt that make more sense?

obsidian balls
in an aluminum jockstrap
slight rattle and ballet
it is a sight
spinning
gears, toothy
clogged, wordless
a day's newspaper consisting entirely of a repeated letterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs
arson

the Sky is a Blue Harlot's Donut

simplistic culottes
Spring is a lady
and a lady with no fear
a lady with no fur
murder
hearts kissing hearts
on the butt-hole
tremors and whooping gadgets

then a surly mantle
then a bit of remorse

this is Toughness. she does tough things.