13 April, 2011

the writer
honeysuckle smooth
as downward streams, million
sensory
preceptors down vertebraes,
ink leads on
hand follows Suit
opium
addicted carpenters who
live apart
fly from bonds to nova
cast stages, riveting
audience's alignment of
stars-
Wrigley's
World Famous
Amusement Ride
veritable mindfuck
of the same sort-
jump with and
become mad, foaming
True align
ment on apartment walls
sparkler
fingers pave way for dorothy's
cute ass and brick roads
take lovers on midnight
rides
questions to
the Führer of st. anthony
underneath seats lay hand mirrors
if you possess guile to
look where the Man Behind the
Curtain has decreed
illegal,
shuddering emotional
physical spectrums,
microchips
malfunctioning
from the Carpenter's hand
a mother
heavy with child, poised to
birth on clean shores
but i work tomorrow, i
don't know if i can