black touch
musical trust breaks sin
in success
blacks of sacks of soft oranges
sex in erasures
. varicose wax patinas of
times souvenir times fumbles
.
doubled arguments of cherries
.
light is benched on a seat next to an artist named sylvia
she counts their fingers and calluses
. acute tragedies of a mouth
. eyelash
. mouth
.
crepuscular dead blossoms beauty dead lights blossoms of monsters drawing boxes
a single slice of meat pie
.
diatomaceous
we are watching good. old fashioned infomercials on atheism & kegels.
honest kegels smoking honest joints and sewing light. I text you
fido
you paw me some love and couch our feet. feet the kitchen floor is covered in snow.
.
loves now in paws and pretty boys. sigh a note a restaurant
hungry. a hungry error notice in a text.
.
what a pile of shit fido. hands hands like nascent premonitions.
of lassie getting shot
.
lassie asleep eating chocolate masturbating on a green park
bench.
unlucky i suppose, although being an involuntary master in a lexicon of paddle boats sounds quite lovely.
alice
asks about the death dried alien pins
we death them genius
stroke of hands, in your gum
fleshy like weeds. we death them
.
genius is the star of colors
haloed copper mosquitoes, we rely on her insects, acolytian
bromeliads
she makes of must of moths of improbable
musing wings
dressed in envelopes
.
diurnal vegetate the could be of an acoupling of hours beating
beautys chaperoned bleed
we give birth to printed flames the
wings swanlike we abort
tears
.
tears the slant the nothing of milks the nothing of
spermatozoa the nothing of a noted
onion
grey flummery. a yellow hello
elated symmetric shadows, transparent partitions, of light
peopled calescence
.
we kisses and curses in a circus
of lawn
stains of honey dust
of fire
there are some that have addresses inexistent
death a deceased
throatless gunner
a hibiscus optimist
I am the false napkin
smooth
beads of a moral still the sun
I stiletto to a silhouette
.
when stains pass I push inside me something erotic
lascivious revelations
vacuum interludes
.
vacuum interludes
precipitate your thigh, thigh, rough, hand
the universe sweats sweet
.
my reproductivity
plush piles the evens of a monarch
I am sowing, butterfly skin to the backs of your eyelids
.
the lips of womens vibrate fire
the smoke
of children and produce among threads of a littered afternoon. the raw of a mŽnage. whisperings
of houseflies.
husband heal art hibiscus bleed self kind of burned. auburn, less
ness
a self wander of apricot live rinds
.
stemmed blued. burned bees, flat. baskets of boxes soaked in windex
make it stretch
strand muscle necks strapped to brass guitars me.
.
pound out
metallic grates grill grammed cocoed and static
husband, glide. torn.
bed sheets serve a cause.