tuck pendleton machine: zero defects

i keep a case, a bag
in the back
in case of anything

i've got robots
pouring drinks
before i finish
opening the door

i keep options open
i might be small
i might be dead

i've got soco on tap
love on hold
life in fast forward
landed a plane
in zero visibility
balls to wall
as always

i keep a pack
in the back
you never know
just in case

where's the head
in this place
anyway

human lichen

human spray
cold water
death chemistry
carbon brain
dying star
moss grave
human lichen
saline dreams

summer death/dreadful sorry

Laurels stretch the length of road
Of our apology
The sky was open, sucking skin
From all the minor trees
Blood was running thin and cold
We had to eat the young
Although charisma got us far
It cauterized our tongue
July was tough, August was hot
September seared our flesh
Marriage vows and maple syrup
Claws and wire mesh
Cult is canon, laughs were looms
The fluids run to sea
Give my regards to Clementine
But no apology

fruition

Young apprentice
Fear the dream
Taste the ride
Use your fingers
Fill the gap
Entropy

Control
Gaps are filled
Hands are working
Rides to space
Thoughts are lovely
Student becomes master

coming down with syphilis in the bering strait

Damn!

It's happened again
A case of the whatnots
Here at the edge
Of civilization

Man the forward shit
Lifeboats ahoy
Things about to get
Serious
Up in this piece

First mate
Please give my condolences
My apologies
If you will
How could this happen
Yet again

Out on the ice
It's survival of the fittest
Up on deck
It's a war
Of the worst kind

God damn
It's happening again

ballad of whale attorney

Approach the bench
Approach the ticket booth
Of a life spent suited
Constant fighting
Baleen glistening
In the recessed lighting
Clients brooding
Breach sighting
Out to lunch again
On company dimes
Excuse the handwriting
But holding the pen
Takes a little time
And it's dry and hot
And the people are winning
Approach the bench
With blowhole held high
Aquatic indicting
The time is nigh

Whale attorney
The time is nigh
Cinch up that tie
You're in the right
It's time to fly

throwing up dreams

so then we drove the chinese tank
all the way to kingdom come

so then we jumped off of thirteen buildings
one right after another

so then, brutal creatures came out of
the mist and attacked our caravan
in the middle of the hungry night
and bled all over our trousers
and scraped our faces clean

so then we threw up our dreams
and threw up our hands
and left the planet
only to return as
very, very short ghosts

so then short ghosts bought us a round
of drinks at the tuna bar
and we sipped slowly
and laughed
and bled

so then we didn't wake up at all

now press triangle

old man carruthers
at it again
out in the shed
out on the plain
carving out existence
jaw askew
dodging the scythe
needlessly

now press triangle
now press square

old man carruthers
it's time to die
motherpuncher

c-c-c-combo breaker

two giants fighting at a strip mall

there, in the ether glow
the wondrous evening smear
of the milk of the lights
just off the side of eye
twenty five

a cluster of commerce
beige bricks torched by
sun's cholesterol glare
dusty doors and toothless
smiling patrons

there, with arms swung out
two giants are smashing hands
pawing at faces with
desperate and unholy loops
of flesh

the smell of gasoline and
crushed dreams and just hanging
in there lingers on the bloody
air like a pallet stacked high with
choking failure

it isn't so much a matter of
who will win in this ghastly
battle but a question of how
in the world did two giants get
out here

i'm trying to kill you

Hands up
Stars clean
Into the barrel with you
Put down your
Welcome wagon
Your
Finger signs and
Severed smiles
Can't you see
I'm trying to kill
You

Jukebox wobbles
Bar collapses
Stars spin out
Husks fall from
Dying fluorescent
Bulbs and people
Are standing, screaming,
Walking into walls
Collapsing

Drink into spin
Spin into star
Husks into smiles
God favors those
Who smile
Who scream

Can you not see
I'm trying
Very hard

hangblow III: wharf of destiny

Rolling blood
Idioms spill
Faith in treason
Iron will

Hanged are men
Thought are thoughts
Neath the causeway
Polka dots
Microbrats

Heaven help us
Laser guides
Stairs to freedom
Simian brides

Blown to whiskers
Cast ashore
Hang us all
In pinafores
With open sores

Destined now
To stalk the seas
As blood runs thick with
Antifreeze

Microteeth
Centipedes

new post VII: the dream child

As I climbed the mountain
Sunset in hand
Pointillist verisimiltude
You know the drill

Stars burned down
Hands fell off
Weaves were born, and died
Heart possession mode
Engage

New post
Lead us
Lead us

Every Belch A Wanton Farewell

Every belch a wanton farewell
Every sigh a landmine
Every raised brow a cleansing of doorways
Every cough a brownout
Every yawn a childhood trauma
Every climax a streetlamp
Every itch a familiar face goes black
Every stumble a gas chamber
Every scream a flatulent wrist-slap
Every thought a colander
Every belch a wanton farewell
And I a fellow corpse

brain treatise, article 1st

who are they
who have the pile of brain
who speak to us
who julienne my cash
who stand arms folded
atop the coronal suture
eyebrows groomed
and stems connected
who are they
who, indeed
when i jump into
a pile of brain
it scalds the skin
it sears your tongue
surely they seek
the same as i
who are they
pockets turned out
faces on the soles of their shoes
hands on the soles of their eyes
in soviet republics
brains have you
who are they
who, indeed

hidden accumulation of sea vegetables: III

I

Horrific ghost shackles
On a bathyscaphe
I can see no house from here
Just a diatom river
Summon the cephalopods
My love

II

Giants
Pile up at the edge
Of the jet black trench
Eyes all big
Teeth all big
Faces block the void
Bask masked organs
Sing us down the depths

III

Caught in kelp?
If you'd only ask for help
Dying waterlogged yelp
Top continental shelf
Another round of salt water, then
Gulps for free
At the dead black bottom
Of your sea
Cast-iron will
Salt and sympathy

IV

Knew this was one-way ticket
But you know I had to come

a haiku regarding chemistry finals

chem II i hate you
you are way too hard to do
someone's fucked; guess who?

the loop

driving along the
loop of henle
in a finely tailored
batmobile
wind in hair
handing out signals
and iodine smears
to all the epithelial
kids
passive absorption
active transmittance
no admittance:
closed loop
a banshee wail
body shuts down
sodium siren song
salt goes to earth
sober sisters
sympathetic solvents
solutions
and such

all along the loop

stabbed in the tiara

see the pictures
stars
they are just like us

they are just like us

skull collapses
on coal
and over many years
forms a diamond
forming a tiara
atop a pile of innards

reduced to carbon
reduced to nightmare
just like us

Grinning Red Skull in Foyer

paralyzed
it's the fear again
feels like marbles coming out of your
thorax

trapped in the
foyer, tuesday morning
with the giant skull
how many times
now?

drips blood
all over the mirror
all over the pantsuits
all over the dog
tears at the seams
makes the ceiling foamy
and sick and drip
drip drip drip drip
drip

grins and hollows out
your countenance with no
eyes

i just went to work
but i know what
will happen when
i come home

it's still in there
smiling

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Today
I held a beating human heart
Out the window
Of a Chevy Nova
In the rain
In suburbia

Yesterday
Clothes came out of my face
Years crawled into my scalp
Dust fluttered
In the basement
Crying hands

Last week
We made waffles in the snow
Dark red waffles
Laughing constantly
Clothed in doubt
Sanguine sugar

Tomorrow
I'll take a rain check
Exploded view of finance
Narrow stairs to freedom
Dumbwaiter to America
Truly choking

oh man

Man
Man oh man
Holy shit

Sweet mother
Of christ
Holy fucking
Shit

Oh man

Sweet Jesus
Sweet Christ
Sweet holy mother
Of fucking shit

Fuck
Holy fuck
Man

Man
Oh man

Shit

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Friendly taco
Let's shake on it
Let's high five
For good measure
For a fond time
Friendly taco

Friendly taco
The world's your oyster
Oyster tacos
Kind of gross
Sorry about the
Metaphor
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Meadows of light
Victims of circumstance
United in fear
Covered in hot sauce
We are the same
You and I
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So it came to pass
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Sir, There Seems to Be a Yacht Growing Out of Your Face

Excuse me, sir
There seems to be
Some sort of yacht
Growing out of your
Face

There seems to be
Some sort of
Disposable income
Clumped in landmines
On your lawn

There appears to be
A cluster of silverfish
In the clutches of psychosis
Starving angrily
In your mud room

There may also be
Gentlemen of stature
Beards of silken wonder
Touching themselves
Inappropriately
As blood-soaked ascots
Rain from the dead
Sky

Sir
I'm sorry
No shirt
No shoes
No service
No exit

i am scared

Frozen
As golden scabs
Rain down
From infected clouds
Lateral transfer
Of nightmares

You're watching
She's All That
On USA
Brought to you by
Yoplait
Your flaxen hair
Frozen in place
Fear mask
Frozen in place
Rhesus climbs your
Frozen face
Scream
Prick
Scab

It's a brand new day
Soothing lite rock
Throbbing infections
Shrieking chimps
You know
The usual

You have it in
Your blood

today i bought an iPhone gun

today
i bought an iPhone gun
i took out a fat wad
of dirty cash and engaged in
capitalism

i took my iPhone gun
to the park and shot
iPhones at homeless people
and laughed the laugh
of a rich and satisfied
male

i shot iPhones high into
the bloodshot sky
and watched them rain down
touch-screen technology
on unsuspecting patrons
of businesses
and small, small children
and giants alike

i shot iPhones until i ran out
then i bought some more
i shot them into the deep blue
yonder and bludgeoned the
faces of the meek and the
skulls of the underprivileged

i breathed in the sweet and
sickening stench of burning plastic
and savvy marketing
and i licked my dry lips
and tasted blood and
butter and
success

today i bought
an iPhone gun
today