19 March 2008

lab practical imminent

two for one aortas
at Sizzler

just in time
for the cardiac parade
a boat shaped like
a blood clot
merrily,
sailing down the causeway
like a golden brick
through your gaping
wounds

a magic portal
a thrombus negated by a robot
a torrential downpour of lymph
a scarlet parade
if you will

arch of triumph,
plasma tricks
all you can sever
all you can forget

18 March 2008

hard minds

Black suns
Flying out of
Velcro vortices
Meanwhile
Your appendices
Crane atypically
Bent as fuck
As Atlas would have them
As minds as hard
As a dinner plate of diamonds
Fall out back
Of a black skull
Burnt by
A Velcro sun
Lost keys?
Tough luck, Hercules
No more renal cortices
Hard minds
Gripping swirls
Of vortices

tokyo drift, with mayo

A small child
Floating down a river
Of hatred
In the cold sun
Flagrantly

**(insert)
Furious towering arms
Flail at the midsection
Of an armless heathen
A cyclops face
An axe
A pile of smoking shoelaces
A furious [sic]
[Lunacy. - Ed.]

July came slowly
A lemur fell out
Of a fucking tree
Esophageal bliss
Cartwheeling through Galilee

Mayonnaise sea
Sex fractions
Amniotic wallops
Polyp city

I'll give you a TKO
From Tokyo
Mayo
Uh-oh

16 March 2008

Ode to Commerce City

City o city
City of commerce
City of putrid dreams
Where failure is just
A meth score away
Where teeth match
The shade of the air
City of dirt
City of abandoned hope
Where failure is just
A leathery face
Away
Where hell is just
A layer of filth
Away
God bless us all,
The God-forsaken
Car won't start
City of industry
Industry of death
Where dreams slip through
Nicotine-browned
Fingertips
And chapped lips
Between well drink sips
Hallelujah
Welcome
We all float down
Here

knives; stabbing weapons

Knives
Stabbing weapons
How's Wolfie?
Your parents are dead

12 March 2008

09 March 2008

your face is snowing

High atop
The gristle mill
With arms outstretched
With lungs intact
A case of malt
A time of pleats
With hardcore beatdowns,
Static tears
In times of grace
We sip from life
A sickened syrup
Silverleaf
From high atop
This granite field
With lungs outstretched
With face intact
A chemist broods
A ceiling falls
With pleats intact
With static rain
In times of syrup
Facts are life
Your face is snowing
Surrogates

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if this were a nintendo
i wouldn't be able
to post
anymore

01 March 2008

lightly greased anything

lightly greased anything
You're the only one
for me
You're the only one
Lightly forsaken
Chewing gum
A merry band of harlots
mixing tongues
A plum, antarctic architect
struck dumb
A lightning slick
with rendered bacon fat,
An architect of
failure on a
wrestling mat
A cosine wave with trenches
high above the
happy heroin sting
Lightly greased anything,
You're the one
for me

xoxo