gobbet press has released 2 outstanding books from 3 original heathens:
Drive-Thru Zoo by Tyson Bley
excerpt:
MIRROR TEMPERATURE, MIRROR HATE
I don’t want to die
before I get to hell
before I get to hell
one soul-detail comes off in the last centimeter of travel
it’s an implement of voodoo –the gnome
always leaving the mirror
at night, stalking the corridors
always leaving the mirror
at night, stalking the corridors
normal temperature in the mirror
is quickly achieved
is quickly achieved
such temperature is a nexus
one can only reach when the firecracker
behind the mirror
providing both light and heat and texture gets lost in height
one can only reach when the firecracker
behind the mirror
providing both light and heat and texture gets lost in height
otherwise forming a yellow fire on
the mirror’s lake; like the creature at the bottom of the lake
might be family of the dust mite
puking acid on a sandcastle
the mirror’s lake; like the creature at the bottom of the lake
might be family of the dust mite
puking acid on a sandcastle
temporarily, opposing industrial forces
in the bolts that hold the mirror
to the wall have the thinnest content,
making the mirror great for ruin porn
in the bolts that hold the mirror
to the wall have the thinnest content,
making the mirror great for ruin porn
what I sometimes see in
other people, on the other hand,
funnels my gallstones
forward
other people, on the other hand,
funnels my gallstones
forward
stopping again when a hand
is softly put upon them
is softly put upon them
I catch myself cleaning my nose
in the mirror with
my front ‘feet’
in the mirror with
my front ‘feet’
am I being inverted?
bending and crawling
to convey the meaning of
this, likewise evidenced,
on this planet, by other
users of the inverse
to convey the meaning of
this, likewise evidenced,
on this planet, by other
users of the inverse
applying this otherworldly space
until it’s too widespread,
moves too fast, looks long
and desperate: a mechanical
cock on a realistic
stick figure running
up and down a train’s
stick figure cock on
which stands an unrealistic
person
until it’s too widespread,
moves too fast, looks long
and desperate: a mechanical
cock on a realistic
stick figure running
up and down a train’s
stick figure cock on
which stands an unrealistic
person
a sock
on second glance a hot maid
vacuuming the sock full of suss
on a flying saucer
vacuuming the sock full of suss
on a flying saucer
her right arm
is too far out during her cleaning
so cool air
can’t reach
her shoulder
is too far out during her cleaning
so cool air
can’t reach
her shoulder
her alien captors
weigh her vagina’s head
weigh her vagina’s head
had the head’s inner wheel
been at rest
things on the ship
would’ve ceased to
make sense
been at rest
things on the ship
would’ve ceased to
make sense
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