6 poems

SOLD STREAM

The dentist gladly hairy, a

Chicken holiday

Wonder, the blank 

Tupperware from an upper

Anytime love decays

The prostrate, the breast

Comes with risk of owning church exits

Mole attired

IVY ON A GRAVESTONE

Between panthers is a riddle

Lawn mowing clovers, and lower 

Is a hairdryer buyer

Where chips and salsa sunk

KOI

In out, out in, coasts of golf course

Sell one free tan 

Onboard the policeman

With a biblical urge to build a fire

And try to conceive

24-hour banking.

By necessity 

Bring an ad

To a bird foot bursting

Mouths of the bluest

Bath or bed

Over the Gaza conflict.

HAND

Gliding surgical lights grasp that premature

Gallbladder squashing along a hot pink

Pantsuit fashioned from

Soundscapes of emphysema

Littering the soy sauced conjoined twins

As they saw each other apart

To search for a peculiar strain of cilantro

Inside an op art cage

Digesting corpses of 35 sweet flavor sticks

PRANCER

Dead bodies turn the mirror whack

And recover how I eat super-close

An "arts and craft" type of delicacy

More bucktoothed than mind.

My dish is longer than no night.

Beneath the sun there's a spy

Yet unborn,

Squashing up my ass a dildo salesman

Whose middle eye pants quicksand.

Try to forget I am poor, or

That my strengths are like bowery dogs returning to their vomit

A tastelessness that can be eaten without snouts and

Always has money for movies, beer, bills.

FOR READERS ON THE GO

Tide and moon triple scalp,

Any light is slow-motion

Kingdom come

Inspirational art

Through wind, pain, and perspiration, 

The camcorder wrist has unmatched

Red from bending back

To putt

Black items

Dark Brown items

Medium Brown items

Light Brown items

Blond items

Gray items

White items

Auburn items

Instead of a body

Foot odor

Lives spine free

6 poems 

FAT-LIPPED

God the mantis flares

Black deer belly,

Errs the god

Soda spans

Eyes of animals spring,

Don't grass

God the porno

Eyes moan makers

Separated by weird

Flash-lit bots;

Fried pools, unshapen feed,

Instinct-crusted roads

One God: the Eye that lives on

Perfect parking machines

World-wears out

Animals flashing lights in their off

IN THE TONGUE ON BALLS

Windows clone

Soft, sunset bats

Then empty of fly.

A fog whispers

Saucy

Opal raisin sog.

Anywhere sprinklers

Stick right out of tits

I zoom

And point to the moon

Tracing a finger

My head escaped.

RECTANGLE

From voracious jaws

A cross carries Christ

Shooting spooge at ceilings pre-recording

The Mystery

When I push its panties aside

Has a jungle and

I forget my saliva

In American

STRUGGLE UNDER THE BUN

stones, wind

thrown where

another days wind

throws

same stones to

all the same

disintegration

wind, stones

belong where

another wind throws

same day to stones;

all is

wind my

disintegration intends

SHORT LIFE

Voices form a bucket

Night-moths warn 

Voices form the moth

Buckets swarm

Gurgling tonsils adorn 

Hollow grins from black

Moths harvesting the bucket

Night-voices core

ATTACHED TO THE LIGHT

 

Asshole clouds with minds like bridges blown up

Achieve the huge mass of birth in my eye

In my cock

There's small airplanes crashed into grammar schools and

That natural bison range is a kindly bumpkin, just

Some middle-of-the-road rain of bodies

Consuming billions of blindfolded computers

Wet from boiling overnight

Assholes

Collide and the distance

In my eye damns my cock

Birthing huge blindfolds for minds

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