I'd never write to you again
rolling backward, frost
a flame of my labor
wings swung, and the lamest
grey eyes crowding, in them lost
many men taught me, many beggars
penny penny lost, oh, god
jokingly i would just say
like, go to, um that fridge
get me a good humor bar, walk
it over, so muted by the kitchen
a good humor bar, and scratches the back of my head
like you would a dog that you
raised, trained, all that
i'm being treated, churring! smiling!
still, like a pitiful dumb beast i love you
all, if you will, dried up and done
and the bar sits at the desk
and melts like a tongue
on tongue
---
send me spinning over the big ol moon
ho ho man, so bright.
five things i could change
baby you're like a big ol moon
and i'm a spaceship orbiting your orbit, yo
i'm the entire alphabet of love
i'm at the back of the party
without contact**neither hanging
clut ching
some lucky night, my memories
will dissolve
sun, even, goes
---
men content with the idea
oh bim bom zow
cymbals
the long sweetness of times stretch like taffy
sweet taffy
salt ocean
rock poem
fried chicken
yummy poem
good for all of the senses
look at it
smell, it
taste it
hear, and even fear it
spring of 19 joys and secrets
achhoooo!
and god bless you
but me being afraid as a child always
winter full of the blows
hush, dude,
and take slow
achievement at the height of my power
when i speak real content
shit forget it
---
dead january sole geometry
sold it with a brush and cane
frailty, missingno, mystery mail thief,
adjoining there in the wood corner lane
killing mockingbirds and hear
the all too common locust
and greek as in the noise
powerhouse of flesh and of fiber
take a piss anywhere you want
but having to walk the same paths
moving nearer it is the opposite of dark
and i'm a bit drunk
think of you
and hack away into the night
caaaaaaackle
---
i'm with you
all
night
l ong
and even
the window
drowns
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