rolling tongue as gutted on roller coaster cons a stand for quicks on a gripped percent landing shape in muscle of toner portraits space formulates grains of what sandy types are loading a distance pouring rain, then cloudless, a soon to snow and pound the days to soon as a sky of days with cold […]Read more "Acceptance"
a battery lies dormant in what has not been experienced yet, the doors of which have already opened and are the physiology of now beneath the surface of the people in the sauna, hearing their thoughts, simply by smelling realities, the thickness of sweat bares all—most are poisonously insecure and are self-absorbed with what-others-think-and-have-thought-of-them, they […]Read more "Know Them More"
the pale tornadoe distance in the turn key haunts the river shape eye hole of cities yet lurking through shade in the umbilical summer permanent trees lives a worm taller than any building containing thunder in the belly of its motor air no one can recognize it as it has mutilated its gender away from […]Read more "Lives A Worm"
There are no distortions of clouds raining from the sky. Strange clouds falling upon the mountains. Down below the city, up above, no unusual skies on a clear day. Strange clouds do not rain on the mountains. There’s a clear day raining on the mountains. They are distortions, clouds for confusions. A clear day is […]Read more "Mountains of Clouds in Clear Skies Above a City"
strike bottom robbed from table talking without sadness piles of mercury fall to the floor boarding planes traffic security force fed monkeys pigeons until coop tummy barrel too hip the drunk swine scooped delivered to packaged remedy formulating orchestrated orders funny money people made marker-sensational saltine cracker whipped cream to neck tie placed striped black […]Read more "Lincoln On"
Autumn eyed twilight oscillates outside the windows and floating mountains from the valley in the coffee of the wind gliding aimless through the windless folded hand, the charcoal breath of cars at the pale death of cattle and the crickets falling cold air and the smell of leaves in it, and the far buildings warning […]Read more "A Song"
circling round the zero with a shadow of city streets magnetizing flower-bodies beams of support provide line-by-line to the outer reaches of the turn wheels, points of space open sesame pods of speech now slowly unfold the never stolen goat the one that ushers mirrors to their freezing spots episodes jot notes about the hologram […]Read more "Hesitancy De-evaporate"