Like any discerning peregrine Your handsome hooded friend bore well away from the black-holes of carrion-crows Your condor sailed not … More
Back when refrigerators were iceboxes, Dad worked for Texas Instruments When station wagons were bandaged in fake wood, Seatbelts never … More
Vampyra holler-hawks handjobs Like them Pabst Blue Ribbon jerks To them underage Cracker Jack kids Still in hock to their hands Through … More
Gargantua vampyra Rubs the femoral-vein Of her shrapnel side of beef Lolls That city-block Slab o’ tongue Over the icy … More
Dessicated, Cheerleaders Shod in spikes Insensible, Their hypertensive hooves
This April rain foetus birds on our front porch Poorly-inflated balloons Their fledgling claws and yellow smiles half-baked Turnèd ever upward … More
Someone really should update this. Make a better one. Add ASTRO BIRDY FRODO JASPER SOPHIE
“` bash Fri Apr 14 14:50:11 ~/studbook (master *) $ node db/seed.js right above var HorseSchema about to do mongoo.Promise … More
ok, not so much singing, it was Enrique Caruso, the insane brain-battered red cardinal who every sunrise sunset flies straight … More
The pull So glacier The rot So quiet .
Bamboo refused the stand upright Relief in the voices of Of birds and bees Who no longer alight .
Hackles in the twister there She snaps She sails Her teeth bare .
The breach dolphin navy-grey Took her final purposeful exhale Into the ship’s screw, The whale .
The black dog Took her blue death in Stun-brown Texas .
Sparrow at a bullfight On that blade Dragonfly Alight .
salmon shall run no more bears shall sit their haunches eddies shall pass them by they shall fish no more … More
elephant, listen for the change follow watchfully behind bury your dead gather sticks walk on by her bowerbird grave
The man w the moth in his mouth
The colt-leggèd girls, never see the dawn
The heifers in curls See always the dawn, Bolt-on Spray-on Turnbuckled their pearls
The pretty brown-haired blue-eyed debutante in the walker: You could put it down to a skiing accident But it’s August … More
We watch palsied pickpocket partridges pluck feathers from plenty war bonnets
Birds-o-paradise from brownfields stagger on broken heels, wear hats that hang like crimes confessed, like sodden cigarettes, like tin-snipped ailerons, … More
The man w the moth at his throat
The woman in the Jim Dandy Bar, w her bloodstain of an eruption, of a fascinator, crisis, of a hat; … More
Them ladies w smiles peeled personal-trainer tight, kerosene tits set to ignite, their husbands a-strafe their bedroom superfund site
but the anus still between us, and also with us, father; the rectum pre-speculum the rosebud as yet un-rodded
Them high-heeled little girls, sure, sure, their hope-chest hymens come high-five unhinged.
Watching all the young Turks playing grownup in grownup clothes w grown up cigars & hats
All them well-heeled hornets w hummingbird legs and their stillborn eggs
Miners unmoored, swim about their rib cages,Pilot-fish blind,They search for sensible wallsthat whisper: “Yours, the falling, has ended” Weary waitresses … More
Same river, many wells … Decades ago, AK shocked me with: “Everyone grows up in a different family.” Our lives … More
Below, in f/u to B’s text J ——— Kudos for your efforts. Not sure, though, what googledoc deltas … More