From
behind the shelf
I lay
my head on
nights
without blinds
young
creamsicle pain
rugburn
deluxe striations
fresh
and cool stored and enjoyed
on hot
greased rollers
is how
they built the
very stainless
just in case
regarding
planiform
points
swung
into profundis
or
sunny days thrust
into
pointilist bouquet
another
success story
for
the animator ever after
whatever
comes after that
the
glass is marked
by its
audience
*
Letters
of formal complaint
performed
for the river
a
technology
freezes
the ground
containing
within fused porticoes
the
devil’s breakfast
a
change of state from the sullied
to
peek through the smaller gate
unburdening
to cavalry
fed
cheap off the pillage
but
stumped by the guns
one
last century
can’t
go under it — humping the self
actually
a whiter shade, a premium
slavering,
who rolled off the back
of the
truck & lived to sail to hell
*
All
the robins are on the dirt lawn
they
need no advisors
dirt
is not infinite
there
are two types of competitors
brushing
can remove belief
while
encountering and numbering their songs
sampling
for marginality itself a science
but
advice between branches inappropriate
if it’s
a solid house, the birds don’t care
don’t
leave out the air between them
does
it rust the bust?
no
body knows
the
toil of the worm
*
everything
bloomed late and dragged on
wanting
out of unsheathed envy
to
imitate the allergen
stood
up with hives
& pissed to fall
the
gurney–pushers were uninterested in conversation
with
above–board
wet
underwear types
piles
of paper on the routine call
sterilization
would
keep the turnover down
breathing
deeply the forensics
of a
b.s. call, scissors at belt
to cut
into the mummy
& extract the crucial viscera
evolutionary
pathways niggled the votes
debating
small differences
revocation
of licenses for a seizure
induced
decimation
a year
early for Messiah
but a
few grains stuck around
when
the heart rate dropped
and
all, thoroughly, together cut & struck
*
if any
other mind
bothered
or blathered
up the
soap stain
into
Safe markets
where
influence
never
a rose the same
after
she lay scratching
dose
independent
together
did part
dryshod
moonwalking
to
what they had to say
childish
quivering
bitjitters
beyond them
and
the lever of age
undermining
all
the live long
long
long grain
vasty
heaps of any
responsive
variety
until
they up it
fungal
sleep
through
unprofitable chat
longer
than
nobody
no longer
there
it’s
hard to know
why
you linger
injury
landmark
face
and dinner guest
family
fate
pointlessly
delayed
let
your hair hang
for the mower
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