This just in! your reporter Kermit The Frog, dateline: Columbia: like any, every, cock-blocked, Sriracha-sodden troubadour at sunrise, Cicada Phil … More
Rued his fat-bellied Mad-Max cicada days Swayed every pretty young cicada to his side Pedal to the metal A-rage, them … More
The freeway filled w broken-hero cicadas
Ma SITREP: The Savage Bamboo Panda Mob is having a fine, rollicking good time. They strapped on bamboo shoots as … More
The Savage Bamboo Pandas resented Humberto peeking in, all paparazzo, measuring, taking notes. Panda-Wrangler Humberto said “Ohhhh eeeeeeeez gonnna cost … More
We begged our children as bats To eat the insects of our existence To guide us deaf, lacking radar To … More
We begged our children as batsTo eat the insects of our existenceTo eat the insects feasting our illnessesTo eat the … More
This bull, he bellow his death. This final bull, he take the thunder over his knee. This bull he tell … More
For this bull: 1. Death, he take his time. 2. Death, he file his nails. 3. Death, he take a … More
I come for you hombrelitos. I call for you by name. I bring to you your shame. I steal from … More
What troubles the mule less the fetid, the loiter, the faeces, the longing, the foul-breath, the larceny of death … … More
The elephant he come for the bull the nod of heads, the “ Okay, my friend … “ the trunk … More
The bull he walk off, like the elephant for his own words, with his own death. The quick understanding the … More
My mouth is a Moorish gate of rhinestones and piercings and spikes.
Our stones shear, like our religions. There’s the catch, the shiver. The believer, he beg for a river.
Our stones, they shear, they sheer like our religions.
I, the bull, became more tired than I ever knew was possible to grow tired and so sleepy and they … More
the pain buys less drink every day only the high thin clouds of memory persist blown like stirred like coffee … More
Here in Harper, Texas, Connie’s Pyrenees guard dogs holler back cuss-words and threats back at the coyotes. The male & … More
Bitter Porch Troll in the line for The Porch “Is this the reservation line?” “Do you have a reservation?” “No. … More
And as all us veterans know Infants are just targets in tutus.
Well, then there’re the children. See, there’s Little Johnny, and if not you, sure not me. Who will think of … More
How do we, dolphin, kill him, the shark? How do we, the eel kill the urchin? How do we, the … More
Really? Key my car? That’s for infants. And as all us veterans know Infants are just targets in tutus
“Hey, Little Johnny, Finger his beard Pull his GI Joe string Sounds cool to hear the echo in ‘is guts … More
jes’ like that The General o your’n We’ll bend you end-over-end for several ends fer weeks on end. Word is … More
I’m gonna give: AIDS your grand-son Zika your grand-daughter Ebola A terrible fall Your call. I know a guy. Choose … More
Do you really think you’re the most fucked-up veteran in this park right now? Really? Key my car? That’s for infants. … More
Enviado: Miércoles 9 de agosto de 2017 17:49 Sweetie, I’m not concerned about “You’re a jerk.“ and … More
Those slits of spirits came faster than primer crack a lizard of light inside a night of black.
Ali Testaments to Ally I mentioned in timelessness. Very long. No time to read it today. Jay I’d just … More
“Shit on this, motherfuck that,” Run across this his deranged land No belly-crawling tits No licky-tongue puppy His heart … More
stanley at dropbox for stanley as you can see lacking memory one must go to the sea see the pretty … More