i see you
there shaking your thingy
at me and i've had a little too
much of the cosmo
for one day hanging
out the window or

my head as a door stopper
and the next moment

a cell phone is rubbed
around my privates

all in a days work
for the renaissance

but before not so long
oh i had reason to
listen to the golden letters
and a halo was a halo
that bloated out the sun
was solid
was soiled gold

now a daze all fine lines
and draped lace
oh look i can paint
through the gauze

these modern times are
are so beheady

you won't listen
cold mash potatoes
a fine romance
your as cold
as hot tomatoes

a list as long as a book
embroidered with quotes
of little smoke a breeze
of pistachio
nothing fill my half
glass better
bowl green dark in a
shop window
than the anger of
the old saints
and a golden disk
slapping the back of my
head

in from the wilderness
for the afternoon
foot fetishes
can suck baby jesus's
toes

it is the most unique collection
of gray and black
crossed in
the area above the city the
clouds are emissaries of the
sun rolling away with speed
up on the lawn

the visible hands of the
invisible sorrow
packages of misery
the green body
the yellow
the brevity of
the relics of the
cuties quietist
symbols of the
alive gods

sandwich of cheese
ham green spinach
diced with a solid
liter with gas
child and gothic
traces on your brow
discs then little
statues and stacks of
plastic wrapped cakes

bread and a sweet
brimmed with the mobs
begging with the bowl
collected blood
and passed to everyone

the description of grace
and the shoe's acting like
boots bumpy along the
calf's are you
looking at the news of the day

as the last waves
crash over the
walls the emptying the head
into the memory of
symbols that appear
before the eyes open

the way you look at me
as if i wasn't
breathe the same
space out the mouth
vines of flowers
but mostly i spit
these twigs
bent in sway away
from your wake
on the narrow street

to be adrift in a garden
i've got so much to be
separated from
now we discount
the wild ranks
the idea of equality
and any of the
virtues

major monuments i've placed
a time bomb under
the water it's refreshing
to serve a purpose
in the palace

after we have
hung the king kitties
comb the gardens
looking for a particularly ugly
example of domination
of something

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