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<hit me>
eye twitch reminder
sage pillow hair always
cut above the ear
+
quiet whisper (accent upgrade) i can smell
ur shoulder skin
introspective + young
+
my job is to deed the fish (gild the lily)
bow b/w gold etched masterpiece
(always a smith)
+
motion activated single question
in a double jointed trenchcoat
my cigarette carry case gleams
in neon light
god DAMN the futurepast
looks c o o l
+
electric garrote worn as thumbnail
no one looks as saturated as i feel
(good)
reflecting on the largess of
rapid animated sequences will always impress me
it’s not murder if it’s bought + paid for (dubbed)
+
rounded acrylic frames explain the internet
to me (again) but necky sinew extremities
fight the whole way up // down
surfing the net + storing the data
phantoms spooked everyone except
the CD in the microwave
+
<hit me>
late while remaining exactly on time
(a goddamn wizard)
i remember every time i admired u
as violent father // carcinogenic teacher
bright brown eyes reflecting the ruby
bloodvapor of ur laughter
an enchanted lisp braided ur tongue
on the cusp of a twirl
kiss my gloved palm + let me return
to my grace jones fantasy
young + supple my jacked system can only shake
in a chainmail sleeve
individual spider legs
delicately adhered as false eyelashes
sticky at the edge + bitter like snapping turtles
+
everything (even data) is cyclical
wire wrapped fence slicked like a bullet
into my delicate jaw
+
coffin nail to forehead
single syllables trapped like pineapple chunks
(retro dinner party jello mold)
last breath sucked thru transparent raincoat
i howl in referential delight
+
nostalgia is a double-edged bloody nostril
ur fingerless leather stud
caught in my curls an onery suggestion
+
curse my fist like a lock
safetyblue backdrop awaits command
while my idle mouth dribbles
melon juice from neon corners
subconscious surface piercings
reject from a teenage forearm
+
<hit me>
i want henry rollins to spitscream in my face
about technology or whatever excites him this month
while i wear a silk robe imprinted w/ quotation marks
satiny collar tightening around my old band tattoo
+
i imagine he crucifies me w/ nitroglycerin
my thick blonde hair crashing in waves
around protein bands + circuits
my studded armband warns me w/ shoehorned
flashing mechanics
wake up the technicalities
healthy + topless
i fill the dimple in ur chin w/
rosewater + drink until everything
glimmers pink like magic spiders
+
wires running like bloodstreaks down my face
(violent description)
i make tough choices w/ red rimmed eyes
(that’s me in the background shaking)
+
garbage pile blast i remind everyone of the future
i ripped out for their benefit
blank expression angled upward the big speech
requires flames + angelface
dirtied + wide eyed i wish u were acknowledged
growling about (cold beer expensive hookers)
but they don’t care + it’s just u + me + this shitty couch
+
future means painted faces + wetwired appropriation
they don’t remove my dusty skysuit when the
operation is complete
+
ur headache must be atrocious + as a skinjob
i can relate
+
descend from the sky an icon
father // son // movie day
+ i’ll always cheer + admire
singular lines that jut explicate
but keep flowing
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