We begged our children as bats To eat the insects of our existence To guide us deaf, lacking radar To…
The Battle of Minneapolis (as any ass-bone)
Welcome to the pre-party, party-people, be proud while you may of your post-apoc trenchcoats your inflatable-doll dystopia your Il Duce…
The Battle of Minneapolis (resolve unencumbered by hope)
. We be resolve unencumbered by hope unstained by innocence . cuidado amigo .
The Battle of Minneapolis (meaning survives in shards)
With you face-down, head-first, in the Waffle House toilet bowl, I will show you your fears in handfuls of broken…
The Battle of Minneapolis (war in the great north woods)
THEN: stock-still monk in sun-spot flames concentrate his skin, our illusions flayed by the flames, left him relief from belief…
The Battle of Minneapolis (Bovino v Ghandi)
You brought Wagner we brought whistles . you brought acid we brought nana’s umbrella . you brought pepper we brought…
David come Goliath in olive grove lament
Oh, Pioneers blessed directed destined . Slave come master servant come owner filthy serf come immaculate tyrant sharecropper become deed-holder…
Bibi fumbled Jerusalem like any rancid melon
Bibi fumbled Jerusalem like any rancid melon
Let’s accesorize Kristi Noem’s Goebbels outfit
Strychnine froth her mercury mouth . strokes herself . out front the prison gates . broadcasts her Mad Magazine dreadnought-tits-sans-portfolio…
For want of a nail, we puny and frail
For want of a nail, we puny and frail . Her, tanned, the ready for the lampshade . Hers an…
Emancipated Abigail at Laurel Park racetrack for giddy-up horses
Emancipated Abigail left us my daughter, her fiance, her husband, gone for all we knew from we static few .…
Seek lips, search eyes
They dance across her freckle-face the ever-move never-stop sideways lips soundless search like eyes for anchor as bottom-feeds her slippery…
After the daughter’s wedding in Boston
So at dusk on Boston’s North End rich with delicate plums hanging heavy and purple their skins taut and glistening…
The Gelding of the Generals (Captain my Captain)
Arrived did we From land from sea In ranks of three by three On our hands sat we Obediently Sans…
i need new friends
By 2030, make meaningfulness gains, comparable to the athletic gains that i’ve made since 2022 Become more effective in my…
outline : Aventura Con la Abuelita Loca y Muerta
“Cuidado, amigo” Justin McMahon “I’ve got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle.” Johnny Mercer I have found The very ground, The…
Upon my friend encountering his first raptor
Like any discerning peregrine Your handsome hooded friend bore well away from the black-holes of carrion-crows Your condor sailed not…
Oh, yeah, she looked right at me as she took a bunsen-burner to each my totem in turn
. . burning sensation, boo . baubles few . ¿ et tu oui, non plus . fuck me, no fuck…
? Is it such a crime i think more of you
than you
Get the gestalt first, pixels later
Be the de-Deconstructonist Be not the Engineer See not the pixels at the expense of the person
Ending like i lost a friend i never ever even thought to have
It’s been a wild discovery ride on a lunatic horse, through a hall of mirrors inside and out my first…
In Loving Memory of Our Own Buddy Holley. September 7, 1936 to February 3, 1959
Someone nailed the notice to the cross of the apex synthesist In the days before The Large Language Models sucked…
Syncretist-she
#claudemonet brush-strokes #preludeafternoonofafaun covers of #Gauguin running for death among the lepers #vangogh losing her mind time and again and…
Handwritten-her
#tseliot the self-loathing the auto-sauvage the stupid fake accent #eecummings throwing majesty mastery in our faces like the wings off…
fast as #Ebola .. twice as messy .. spill on Aisle 9
? remember #themonkees #imabeliever 10 days in i so am fast as #Ebola twice as messy spill on Aisle 9…
as if she effortless’d ghosts, gods, blessed devils, violated
as if she effortless’d ghosts gods blessed devils violated angels shanghai’d them to get down in fractal-ass symphonies of her…
Man-o-man, I feel like William Blake, stunned like a ox, struggling to rebuild from the criminals
Man-o-man, I feel like William Blake, stunned like a ox, struggling to rebuild from the criminals, to hang onto the…
If only the thrill were gone … thrill begone
Kill my thrill. Kill me. Kill ELLY MAY
Kill my thrill … out of my … fuck me
Pretty Bernard Purdie, go’an give Miss Elly May Clampett a full pound of ’em fatback drums
Swenys Pharmacy, Dublin
Elly May, Dylan n Roald, woodshedding monks all
ROALD DAHL’s writing shed DYLAN THOMAS’ writing shed https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-wales-37342271
I missed a whole job interview here in DOGE-time head up in Elly May Land
Wild week here, my head up in Annie-Land, man I missed a whole job interview here in DOGE-time Mgt got…