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experiment 331: pinwheel

Webcrawler,
dirty up my posts,

obscene, commercial, landscape
manufacturer. Never met a man
with as plain taste as you, phenotyped
animal. You make the ocean raging
against the beach boring, poor man.

Would you could,
the internet all cobwebs, I might
adore you more.

& the 3-D, 4-K landscape
you breathe kills the lil guys in my
lungs that help me absorb oxygen.

experiment 330: part 7

..tattershorn blankets

funny to try;

7-up felt y'could
just embroid

er it, & may
be bett
er. It's just
a silly excuse
btw precious & preco
cious.

Dangling
a lil
neon
light
..

experiment 329: lewy body

Took
a drill, felt
an unsafe offense.

How could they
have known?
Something they did,
I guess.

A mall,
influence of we all
collapse—density, gravity of 
urinalisys clamor,
baby.

 

experiment 328: pigs (three different ones)

& suddenly,
a wave overtakes;
owl-distant, chandelier of bones—
a rope with three knots.

Hoarder at the gate barked
“got to go.”
Burned-out sticks, all that’s left.
Sallow sky spreads clouds all
around.

Here we grow

thick with night,
se faltan cicadas, frogs.

Hear but one howl,
wind thru bleached ribs—

& suddenly, desert.