Leather laced.
Metal plate.
Sun down to sun up.
Glance and live.
Wink and die.
Battlecries form and
sink between lenses,
leash and dice held firm
while the links have to go.
No time to mourn
while the blessings let,
eventually they'll learn
six deep under stone.
Leather laced metal plate
and honed,
blade synchronized to
flesh and bone.
original works of parts
Smoker 53
In the musicals
we toe and heel
rip razors through cement
tandem and dual and duel
through corners.
Clouds in our wake.
Cylinders burn
and discs glow bright
and you will hear us
before we are seen
and smell us
long after we are gone.
we toe and heel
rip razors through cement
tandem and dual and duel
through corners.
Clouds in our wake.
Cylinders burn
and discs glow bright
and you will hear us
before we are seen
and smell us
long after we are gone.
Dear Nose Blower
When you haven't quite got it,
tendril hung between the
El train and the pipped local
stop sign stippled tongue rake.
Surface streets or highway?
By air or by asphalt.
An indictment on mouth's condition?
Don't be silly.
Speed cross distance is time.
Time multiplied by pelvic floor
equals lung capacity and as long
as there is no blood we're good.
Lightheadedness
a side affect.
Where's my chewed toothpick?
Haywire. Sneezed the spare change and stick
right out of my damn purse.
tendril hung between the
El train and the pipped local
stop sign stippled tongue rake.
Surface streets or highway?
By air or by asphalt.
An indictment on mouth's condition?
Don't be silly.
Speed cross distance is time.
Time multiplied by pelvic floor
equals lung capacity and as long
as there is no blood we're good.
Lightheadedness
a side affect.
Where's my chewed toothpick?
Haywire. Sneezed the spare change and stick
right out of my damn purse.
Six Inches
The day
the snap and split of bone
touches your ear
between the 16 set of teeth in jaw
spread the sea red
nailed tongue and roof
upward between the eyes
to close a maw and seal tight
the cave of wonder locked
once and for all.
Six inches from contact
split uprights
and
a kiss.
Fantasy.
What are you afraid of?
A hilt?
The kiss?
Or my eyes two centimeters away
from your own,
your gun still
in its hiding place?
Three inches
would have made it.
Four is over kill.
Six
is
a
statement.
Stake and art and think
next time
before you decide
to temp.
the snap and split of bone
touches your ear
between the 16 set of teeth in jaw
spread the sea red
nailed tongue and roof
upward between the eyes
to close a maw and seal tight
the cave of wonder locked
once and for all.
Six inches from contact
split uprights
and
a kiss.
Fantasy.
What are you afraid of?
A hilt?
The kiss?
Or my eyes two centimeters away
from your own,
your gun still
in its hiding place?
Three inches
would have made it.
Four is over kill.
Six
is
a
statement.
Stake and art and think
next time
before you decide
to temp.
Darts
All teeth and brows and
dimples.
Rare joy and meat.
Scratch and chalk. Bracket.
Freed emotion
if you can lick a square.
Bull =sigh= plastic.
Shame glory. V is for end day. Bull
I shit you not.
dimples.
Rare joy and meat.
Scratch and chalk. Bracket.
Freed emotion
if you can lick a square.
Bull =sigh= plastic.
Shame glory. V is for end day. Bull
I shit you not.
Spit In the Pastels and Swizzle
99: the eight of spades, scorched through the center.
44: gold leaves lit on sigh breath red tinged gnat.
55: the eight of clubs and bass throbs gun metal blue
22: a sharp green that will knife through
your gastrointestinal tract like a finger
thrust into butter to its knuckle when it crosses
your nose.
11: snake eyes are never without negative space
surround and feel a tongue go dry like
tissue paper kissed haphazard,
stuck to skin.
999: adventure boiled
to tar. Smeared. Pigeon. Blood.
Glisten bone shard peek through.
Thank God for jeans.
44: gold leaves lit on sigh breath red tinged gnat.
55: the eight of clubs and bass throbs gun metal blue
22: a sharp green that will knife through
your gastrointestinal tract like a finger
thrust into butter to its knuckle when it crosses
your nose.
11: snake eyes are never without negative space
surround and feel a tongue go dry like
tissue paper kissed haphazard,
stuck to skin.
999: adventure boiled
to tar. Smeared. Pigeon. Blood.
Glisten bone shard peek through.
Thank God for jeans.
Hustle Bone
You,
You clearly,
You clearly,
You clearly do not know me yet.
Irate pirate. You can be the alpha dog.
Can't give two shits to move it.
The boulder in our conversations.
Just - crew - it.
With one hundred hands
any mountain can be plucked.
Be more like Lex Luthor
and give no -
What I came here to say is that
some people will bring a bat,
arms, and cannon,
wings, and a radar,
ghost armies and phantoms
rag with glass shard,
Alpha dog. Plotting your demise.
Ten feet from the fire,
licked teeth, in the underbrush
with the glitter eyes.
You clearly,
You clearly,
You clearly do not know me yet.
Irate pirate. You can be the alpha dog.
Can't give two shits to move it.
The boulder in our conversations.
Just - crew - it.
With one hundred hands
any mountain can be plucked.
Be more like Lex Luthor
and give no -
What I came here to say is that
some people will bring a bat,
arms, and cannon,
wings, and a radar,
ghost armies and phantoms
rag with glass shard,
Alpha dog. Plotting your demise.
Ten feet from the fire,
licked teeth, in the underbrush
with the glitter eyes.
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