experiment 344: hungry eyes

road hypnotic; astro-graphical deep read, cartography of

here we are pulling tapeworms; in red glow of Titan,

in guttural emu tones,
uncertain utterances,

gurgles, really; again, in emu tones:

clicks, distant truck downshifts, as orcas;

rumbles of a deep belch,

she tells you

what you think.

experiment 342: lord only knows

om
en
cigar
rillo;

Picket
nor
flongo
,

¿cómo qué?

in yr 3am headlock
i am that binch,

push off flat tone
of sleepin' in

 Kick a fucking tent pole

Pegged for life 

[no title]

second-whiskey relief,
all teeth pulled from my head.

your 10pm visit sustained
a fluid dream. release
dying but not-yet-dead breath—

and what’s next?
suppose mainlined
unchange in currents
relaxed, sense trust, chest
pain but briefly.

six years old, i asked my dad
why my heart hurt,

described near-emotional sense.
dx palpitations
but i wonder—

cavalier privilege of family,
you’re an extended hug; accumulate
an anemone grab of genius love.

communal nematocysts: rapt, youthful

realized & toxic,
gin & tonic;

how hope
liberates. today
is our day!

 pretti good

norma l beautie s

on daily—flip-thru
pages; sailboat,

ever-ending;     love
     tho chaos or laugh,
    be quiet retreat—

by car:

delicate tableaux//

envelopes either party,
sweet eclipse at hand—

     pass some ash thru lung.

experiment 341: feel the same

put literal dashes--

abet accountability,

transplastic of--

well i really want this

love

to o god our success

you

to fuck like demons for the first time

babes

please o god help to

get this garden going

our yet-to-be

(just let the punctuation

trail)--