look at the water, look at the water
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The fourth, most recent book of poems by poet Louis Bardales; singer and guitarist of Brother Moose. These works were written in the years '13-'14.TRANSCRIPT
What If One Night, Immobile Wind Chimes Confessed
Pigeons Are Often Considered Rats With Wings...
For The Sung Hm
The Lonely Mountain Wreaking Peace
A Space For Quiet Mallets
The Harsh Tunnel That Is A Way Out Of The Coma
The Thirsty One By The Infant’s Ocean
A Goodbye’s Maximum Thread
Awkward Tune’s Rehearsal
Out Of The Emerging
How Decent Early Dark
Faltering The Noon And Developing Not
Yet The Mailbox Still Hasn’t Found What I’m Looking For
Function Gates Drugged And Reminded Not To
Information On However
Indeed That Lion Is Staying
Further Development, In Fact, A Music
PART III
Wait There
A Spit To Event
Look At The Water, Look At The Water
“The classic example of an emergent quality is water, most of whose remarkable characteristics are entirely unpredicted by those of its constituents, hydrogen and oxygen.”
- Andrew Joron
I think I’m fucked up
I think I’ve been fucked up all year
fasting from comments on the weather
and establishing friendships by
I woke up feeling rather eloquent
but I took a step out
and the moon that wasn’t available
kicked my heart in the nuts
and it all went
it didn’t make it to the bottom hill
it shattered middair
An experiment in
I’m only as fucked up as the next
tilting continent
with statistics and laws of gravity
all of it forgotten when the shopping mall
opens itself to an area
and all the lovelies walk in
wobbling their heads side to side
receipts flying out of their ears
Gather them
to usefor making paper geese
Go on, cerebellum
to the true fat of life
I’ll just sit here and gargle as the TV series
comes to an end
The empty stomach will have to be
dealt with
blaming it’s exhaust
bending to connect the battery charger
with aspirations as high as the skirt
when it’s worn by the sex beast
passing the aquarium
unattending the aquarium
scolding the aquarium
behind these huge windows
How annoyed in scenery
for the senility police
at the huge window’s aquarium
It’s time to make out
with the beast’s smooth hand
It’s time to tear off the contact lens
and place it on the tongue
of the photogenic structures
gas enact ozark
I go out wealthy into that wood knife
Sometimes the lonely whirlwind
The yells exchanged come down to
the garage where I’m relaxing
Sometimes, a pill mountain
It’s necessary
that doesn’t permit unexposure
If we ever
telling us
scratched by
Altered Vestibule
On the bricks I sat
and whistled to the right
Well, there it goes
Meshed into the mud
for that perfect high
where from moments indoors
into a treachorous lawn chair
posing so arrogant
breathing through the dog
Hello everybody
I mean
for crying out loud!
never commits to combing its
green sharp hair
Time to wear the beer belly
and play it a timpani
a ceremonial reason
robbing you of your maternity -
filling you like a tub with
fat layers
Time to make shit happen
as if
What If One Night, Immobile Wind Chimes Confessed
They may be inside
for a reason unknown
could be obvious oceans
he may be leaning closer to say
“These immobile wind chimes
doorbell. They are mobile at inverted wake-
fulness to alert the nervous systems attend-
ing, ‘I’ve come for that guatemalan coffee’.”
but that is when there is no coffee
only a throttle loving window
a baby cockroach
Leftover rain of no use
raises it’s voice to express
desperation - flocked out
dregs of time lost - accumulating this
morning, wet
the wood’s private library
As pigeons flock out of the train
I’m reminded
holding garbage
It’s a reminder of how
like water’s translations
I’m childlike and
out of stupid ecstasy
would find me
when her crawlspace 7-11’s to the public
letting all the neighbors know
she regretted ever having painted
the living room walls Teal
The color was so similar
to a baptism pool
went ahead and dove in
into the teal
shouldn’t somebody
call his mother
the phlegm some trivial grunts forth
meant to a missed datum
veiled by ignoring a surge
haul love, oh day
changes on no states
the we silent; the decor we entered is quite the sort
we marauders derange, resembling
machine, undo the loaded denouments and shout
terribly strangling men from remarks or shout
the singer can barely ill
for suave hollow blues
it views a poor amuletends a merged group
hell genius - raccoons all share a hideous genius
The Lonely Mountain Wreaking Peace
As a token of arousal
the cruel joke marked territory
Fuel from the throat’s deep throng
Dark energy drools - gagging tear, a bringer
The cause of great movers
counted in deleted archives
to achieve God yeses
Some want fast food
roller coastered through the moribund mundi
thorough as wetness in the trinity
as lonely tooth - by furnace
Other prolifics
paying appreciative arousal
cutting open their forearms
finding only reruns
finding only reruns
falling in love with the romantic comedy’s
soundtrack playing in the background
finding only reruns
finding only reruns
lovingly
Staying as, until
liquidgrandiose
eating out diamond kittens
A Space
to be so entwined with a hip of fragile
material, to be enveloped in a
status ignorable
It’s an inconvenience
when everyone invites you
record backwards to hear that baritone
laughter and feel the door suddenly slam
shut and halos suddenly shit themselves
Hold the phone
Yes, let me explain
So what, who cares?
Just take a coffee break for all eternity
You don’t drink coffee? Ok
Here’s an umbrella and some yellow rain boots
Go crazy
I don’t know, let’s go together, I guess
No I don’t feel like crowd surfing
I’d rather just walk around my beer can
and fall asleep in my boat
The Harsh Tunnel
Z z z z z z z z z
a a a a h h h h h
w o o o o o o w w
o o o o o o o o o o
b o o o o o o o o m
z o o o o o o o o m
m o o o o o o o o o
w o o o o o o o o f
t w e e e e e e e t
b o o o o o o o o o
m e e o o o o o o w
v r o o o o o o o m
b z z z z z z z z z
o m m m m m m m
g r r r r r r r r r r r
m m m m m m m m
w o o o o o o o o o o !
The ambulance is late
The ambulance is late
The nonchalance is great
teaches the wise kitten a favor
The witch, a ceguanaba
it's a pear becoming the severed head
of John The Baptist
We rode the bus and played a crossword puzzle
I mean we built a boat in each other's
blank eyes and rode it into eternity
playing sodoku
I mean reading a flat tire
I was going to take the hovering consideration
into a true maniac
chocolate covering melting like a mannequin in lava
Let's be honest
all we want
being healed of my eyesight
and blinded miraculously
who made an entrance parachuting from
a plane on it's way to a hysterical foreigner
Feed the afraid snow leopard
Feed it the massive hole
mysteriously appearing every hour
The awful scenery condemns
There is no 83 minute film to die to
nor an urge to gnat
nor an inspiration to nap
I write masturbators
I mean masterpieces
I'm dead
The nonchalant debate
The nonchalant estate
My baby lies to the ocean
as the brain is impaled and condensed
to fit into lightbulb
one paralyzed chant incoherent
mating as one of my baby approves
floating over the whole scene in a bubble
undisturbed by the body becoming wire
the thing becoming a writ to all of it
Now what to do but croak
bespeak the mute or spiral
a shriveled edge, trilingual
murmurs unattached hauntings
Now is the plateaux before us, child
Come float little baby
or a burnfelt droning
turning off the unlamp
wishing well the misfile
but was criticized by the other, in
Never once summoned as expected
only coming as whenever
It's normal to twitch under sleep clouds
Strain chords play on walls
like the beat can life you to sleep
if received incorrectly with thorned voice
grown abruptly through the cannot do
Over all, the shout was heard
They felt a sensation of suddenly
Likely to bounce all hardness into balance
and finely consider tools
commanding chairs to go
That race of breath
All protagonists unite
looking upward
Are there mankinds beyond song
to be sung
frostbitten during delivery
ice cubes in empty eye sockets
yearning sight so swim inciting
for adults squirming awkwardly
back into fetal positions
The insects begin to cover everyone
That is when I know to call a cab
and automate my memory chamber
so that every name I heard becomes a cucumber
every face becomes a very well found rug
The pit squanders around your inept soap
A mold grows around the bamboo
placed forward to comfort the what if of sun
but what if the sun
blocked the inkblot from carnage
Out Of The Emerging
your oiling feather
It, welcoming you
With its empty lot
Its empty lot below
Its empty lot nowhere
Its empty lot eating
ascending nada within
within that start
Adjacent the dreg
Ejected, flushed-
Thrashed, lard, coal
very untouched, quite unopened
Infamous plumber and violator
(belch) present now absent later
Blessed bluey planet allowing to be touched
by a pair of tennis shoes
Call me a patron of zephyrs
tall zephyr attend eternal pool
A bursted testimony of my own gasp
Which ruptures stinks hums sleeps
Tall zephyr tempest Brain in the sphere
Bird forecasts are nonexistent
One worships any forecast
Tall zephyr,
fresh seeming, wet with fuck
Just allow the come down
Just allow the forming mold
Mold, new carnal aspect, new mechanics
A dreg, adjacent
loosens and bloodies dreamy
An uttering flow causing a crazy hearing
of droning fowl
boiling in the not copy machine
and walking a dog
in which an aurora borealismother
is mistaken place, naked shoes
Spoils hatefully by a tree's shoe
One placement olympian would fall
to that temptation
appears in meditations
from known spoil
Disabled/ Blurred Animals
need of rotation
Whistling much more violently in the sewer
Homes seizured along with celebrity droning fowl
from nostalgia, hushed
Stained as well as folded
Turbulent elevations increasing
Our tides nude at welkins
varied
Now we go into our box, so soon
We the two wearing live beefy life
Growing as our necks talk
All accessories on the hand
I name you Tecun Uman
Lava veined fucker
The Quiche trustworthy
of a fine zephyr
a hideous clusterfuck of intoxicated thrash
tar bleeding from all
Torrents rotating drenched in wet fever
through powdered earthenware and seathings
We attend thy tsunami
following the overspent waterbody
PROTECT YOUR THOUGHT FAMILIES!
of our potluck
Adjacent the dreg
Onward oral architectures
Agreed forecasts to waterbodies and ancients
Agreed forecasts to the earthenbath
Froth as well as filth stay like smiling life
A mouth in my palm like smiling life
Union Of Channels
and pictures
the surge
reenacting itself
it’s laughter
and the epiphanies received are paychecks
anticipated anticlimax
diminish diminish diminish diminish
selling photographs in the cathedral
The home is an entrance into the bloat zone
A refridgerator cleaned by a donkey
shines grandiose for the rebellious cause
that smell of high waters
that spectacle of enveloped filth
How can the cold be ignorant of you
when you vulgar into it paying the fare
Curl sped whirlpools onto the bed
caused by that cool honed pillow
welcoming the no voice crossing the street
the home is a closed church enduring
the home is at the dentist’s funeral
And that sweater of yours?
Has it been good to your warmth
for the food of disconnecting?
Put the sleepcode in the tomorrow’s done
alone here over a coffee field
known as fixed
Even The Overflow Disagrees
Exploiting the darling notion
the tunnel has been
my museum’s fight
stampede all megastores
forgotten passwords
I wish we were all logged on
It may hurt but it is worth the becoming flat again
That’s the aim of all today arrows
Flatten the pride during the half time show
Rub one out before yoga
It hurts less tension into appearing
bringing the bubble’s pest to breaching
Look at how happy we all look
in the picture posted on Lilith’s wall
where we are posing in front of
the blue coffee mug
I believe in it
where we pose in front of
the dinosaur representing our thesis
we pose under the channel
we pose at the airport
we pose on the fm radio heat
really nothing to turn off
just Louise and her lover
don’t they just make you want to electrocute
the ghost remote
we have with the spirit knob
May we fork with the actual fuck
in prosperous cotton mouths
healing lepers in aisle 3
taming the mute with no success in aisle 3
“The store will be closing in 10 eternities”
tweeted the mountain
surveillance
in true effort of allowing the stern
announcer it’s amplifier
want not the amplifier
front
for a beach may arm out of the apparatus
causing an interlude in raining continuum
Pleasured at the grey background
as rotating eyeships raid the cotton sky
Monoliths of dry
but they don’t care
their paperweight idiom
transmits various instances
and their trees sigh the door noiselessly
and their yawn black, swollen, in apple gardens
and a man gathers outside himself
exchanging kites
as early settlers plague the mind
as eyes progress us
Can We Swallow
The Ingrown Needle
because it’s so true that a liar
cries into nervous glasses of water
symphony denied for safety
Why can’t nests mark whatever rain
Awe envelope opened
Contagious malady seducing
Awe envelope ripped open
when actually they are, not it is, but they are
That is the well where the fell found it’s calling
and bled broadcasts diverse
polluting blanks whenever
whenever an exorcist decides braille
How Decent,
Early Dark
to be included
break out of need
whether there’s a boat or not
the song about a mad fold
in the burning millenium fold
the batch of rodent dystopia
battling a hardened rain fall
miserable death of thick beats
they pulsate not again
why , clod?why?
There should be an anteater waiting
at the foot's stairwell
Blood if you must
at constant glorias glorias
Let the shellfish come
Let yourself bathe in them
That's going to hurt
You'll be okay, gloria
It must happen that you work during sleep
If not, the horizon a light missile
will not digest you
gondolier in the convention of lamps
take the earplugs melting and drink
experience the crosswalk, dammit
Dank vortex crippled by guerrilla walks
Fevered world of light sharpening thorns
over chess with the furniture
Perhaps an unjust rapport
Abnormal roof eats laughs
for the country sayer
with the middle of the grotesque friend
beautifully saying amen too often
Those who can't cower call us tombs
The city of embracing racists inherent
with a tone deafness starting
stupid tomorrow littered mythologies
Be quiet, goodbye citizens
Will you drop your feathers and grow
Will you make a living out of the glove
An Offended Table
Grunts A Path
tides
pillar of salt
blank sonic understandings
of uncloud magnet preachings
I've never seen a sun
I never got to say goodbye
Why should I
establishing a suspicious clout
A train arriving welcomes an I into an ant
The unapologetic womb reader
prepares the homely guest
then explain the sensation errata
in similar houseboat
disassembled in the high terrain
An unmanageable account is opened
where maximum search histories
factories of agelessness
without first experiencing the vanishing point
deletingly, aspired quick mover
the screen to fired immobility
heal the tepid tour provokers
back into great field gathered discernment
an annual animal melts out, unprepared
This must be the forest
2
has reincarnated into a strip mall of giraffes
burning out of the picture
Today will be another one
Announced in the microphone's grip
on the one holding hostage the mass
of listeners, gyrated by impatient growth
They hear the new day love them
and guess proportions over decades
It isn't if you're able
The hole of my friendship
with you can make the most important dollar
appear radically upon us all, the address
String theory in my opinion
is code for a solo house in satirical pictures
Like the one where it's wired shut
as everyone else sleeps in the hd bedroom
confiscating the new version of this tomorrow
Zone the rat and we will see the good news
Spoon the whole and we will come to the community
Why can't traffic be like the voice over the odd timing
Books go violently to get good news
yet another way of life forces itself into the paranormal rat
Good luck tonight
what the whole thing is
Can't you see we are all often permitted
but that the most common bed
is nothing more than a good thing
Who Are You
enough to get extinct
as followers oft become
demanding small-scale panthers
commit to getting you out of the unnamed lake
where drowning crowns believed to be near
guiding dossiers through mandible trying times
The trough is not so bad when accompanied by
a conspiracy theory
and return the rerunning negative
fully but with less validation
zooming politely
how much more uncomfortable can it be
The face is largely due to the place where
people have zero comatose and lack heads
Somatic home around
Havoc without without
However the place begins in a voluminous
door of odors
hurts like the coins cutting the rich dirt tower
no helmet
no pregnancy
Goodbye Now
at the stop
for the first half of this agreement
To remain in fact
should we maybe update
ourselves before summoning quotes
God forbid
God foreshadow
God fortunately
Zen Cart System
Yesterday was prescribed
Forget about that question from the hungry tunnel
The syndrom is unbelievable
The mailbox is unacceptable
But aren’t all stages of our pregnancy
subliminal Janes to be swept feet fleetingly
landing in presidential arms dangling loosely left of technology
right lean manufactured by balancing yoga
balls instead of basketballs instead of crystal
balls instead of idol balls idle balls eye the
balls balanced on the far right lean of the
condition that is a subliminal Jane train
The syndrom too insane to perform
Suicided by large quantities of lacking
When will an omniscience be as ever before doubted
for us to remaster the Rembrandt gore
How lymphatic the afternoon breeze
Business of anxious geese, Fields of frozen unhealths
Jester-flammable courts haven’t the
slightest slogan to lean against and mull
Mannequin power is irresistible, kid
Don’t contact the author unless it’s unleashed
Otherwise leave it at it’s zoo quality
Let it rot in sunsetting ferns
Let the pus throughout it’s europe deal
enjoy candlelit cancellations
Don’t be so absorbed Don’t be so absurd
Hey ma
and into this poem about a string of tonights
God accordingly into your passport anguish
Cry in tribute for a good medication well lived
Pour another example into the cupped perversion
A thank you of nada A nation of drugstores
A box of traffic A boasting of course
Love The Computer
causes shivers posed by a gourd of information
Former worlds would provide home delusions
but my updated delivery man is out of control
powered by a group of anxieties
left to dry but recently discovered
by a folded horror
Mere logs roll in your beauties
ruled by a praying mantis
living near your dead designs
up in singular posits yet to be updated
Sounder than a lion cancer emanated
Felt and now problematic
nor does it welcome any plethora
Why do you still attempt to jitter your opinion
into realms of becoming purgatory
Shut your sound familiar
Joke's on you, speaker
hatred being taken singingly
into trauma for a solo kaput to commemorate
a birthday moment such as this bursting acne
of trains behaving badly damaged
on the carpeted escalation
Bright futures crowning their fists bleeding
Just sentences marching the incorrect apology
Now living behind themselves
in a molecular weight
as to where that power outage took place
Never against a wealth of walls
I fell over the sea timing recited
to the swarm of anxious preparations
The metronome meanwhile demonstrates
as predator as previous presidents of mistaken zones
mistaken stations
of anxious moon abouts thickening blots
This stricken share buried favored flag wrinkles
above all good feelings of walls
The blunder during world
almost burning a crusade
total gear destroyers
sorry fault abominators
dorothy downward negators
summed apostle designers
happy goliath enders
Yet The Mailbox Still Hasn't Found What I'm Looking For
I avoid being everywhere
like the plague mass
in a house running down
sucked curved water paints
or liquor store here all you can
delightful shanti. spiteful sangre
Jot down the stairs
Snore away the hat
What mind of hellwater is this not
I demand a love of exploration
to crush out of the cut box
& diment
This cultural heritage site
in the form of an underdeveloped nation
of correct notions
When people can post free adverts
indeed beneath a small dread seen
The problem is not available on request
but there around a lot
last ears hellbound featuring good luck
Yeah I know
Get a free society to hear some of the rat
within each of the locust bores prone to catching the bug nest
and we'll see who's been recording the ozark strategy
convulsing in throats
under pseudo lands deteriorating
Lost sheet be administered
by the default hurry
Lemon reminders in the sudden eden mouth
Besides being open it closes whenever
It is recommended that you sail politely
out of the paper bag
and into the sea that globes freely
and into the ocean that comets unscrupulous
and into the pool that encircles nightly
Information
here in a noise
Upstairs is staying on top of my scenario
for it parties like it's 300 AD
Yet so inspiring the rebutted roach
reaches for a soledad operating under
"pardon me" beliefs
one by one until an omega emits potency
enough to drug poor groups of bears
into salvation
into salvation
take a plague for a day
change names
carry the throngs of anxiety picnics
into a wedding waiting to be weeds
I am obviously not that lion you expected
Well think lightly and fly around an idea
Must be assigned a tower to denounce
by collision resulting in a flu inspired
a blue impaired to my astonishment
a plane composing itself
a yet darker exposing itself in public
Get The Here
Out Of Me
Beyond the address
Once we were able to give thanks
a new tempest came to shake our hands
introducing itself kiddingly saint
Don't you think we enjoy surprising
Wow look forward to this war show spectrum
Wow plan on attending the master bedroom
Wow rear a need to indulge public suicides
there is a cover for admission
Come unprepared with a sad gesture
Unless you unleash this number
that haunted the true reversal
and tempted many christs
in varieties of desertscape
for the new version from this tomorrow
halfway through the new comment
We can't concentrate on others
Written in throats the lines sweep bores
and interact the difference
a not available bold
into the goatscape, grayscale
loving loving loving
Forget the needed discharge
where the drug administration harvests prayers prayers prayers
I insist upon the altar
Indeed
Please contact the author of an anxious lately
Please play the new version of the birthplace
Please note that the wedding favors cannibals
Please plant that ficus in my opinions
A difference hovers beneath groans
filtered sinfully by numerous gowns
that disobey urges
even after the zombie inclusion?
Why are we still blue laughs
even after the kin end?
It's not that we don't know months
It's just that we wed in many instances
Why else would the station familiar
be held hostage in hell blots?
There's another question to oblivious
You're welcome, piss urge
and bring them to mama figure for ogre crests
That is the meaning of life, of course
The train mans a hypnosis school
Praise him
Praise him
Go ahead, yesterdays
in this throat commune
to yell a house into nemesis
The arrow is about to hit the keyhole
What will you do if it opens a network hell
a web of an edible poured lady
well flower of an eventide eventual
Last answer to contemplate
Last question to masturbate
Yelling at kill markets
Uniting problems of various fonts
Forget about tonight's episode
It’s already written so why bother with a material forge to stain the anima
Let me get in that node
Let me connect that web of jitters
to the universe's spider
Don't be developed yet
and to daughter into love
because a father in you leapt
from maternity to arachnaphobia
from maternity to ornithology
yearn yearn yearn again
overlapping kills
Let me witness that wedding
Please note this tomorrow near you
Please tell me super similarities
Please kill it and birth it in unison
3
crawling on through a welkin rug
ministering my other one to convert
and its twin to be patient
It’ll gong around alone in tree communes
as unresponsive ornaments on them
are people watched
seducing a hopefully found
Individual nogods haven’t understood
an upper geometry inserting a high frequency
called to mosh induce the swimmers
Using a quiet storm
since it doesn’t call itself a fur ground
nor does it refer to itself as algae
Embarassed
disseminating , small small , downward
Unlikable truths
Way
Would a sun’s chapter be a moon’s station
Embarassing to unbe a noble uniform’s wing
leaping greatly, scrape and scrape, welkin
Don’t we recall the nobody god
staring at hauntscapes
leaping greatly the stretched carpets
Recalling a nobody god staring at hauntscapes
Two zephyrs. who monolith any more
as workers in stone reservation farms of dead, dead, dead
How embarassing an anti-epic
weeping it’s way, functioning its strains
It struggles with many hour tenants
A neighborly full enigma puzzles towards it
I think I offend its hunger understood
May it actually appear as a horrid swell
followed by the cold war it ear eats
of humiliation for having no use
for any walkers petty enough
Its honest terror is its own gesture
disapproved in critter manner
unlike those breeze inhalors
disenfranchised from the critters
unlike those web weavers
disobedient to the slither matter
The slither matter squirms Os into tabula rasa
chatting up a Hurricane Hades
“Body home, please say the location
of Christs in your company”, expressed the welkin rug
slither matter at dirt rug, ocean rug
also, the rug, terrorizing those gone with Pancho
could’ve been refridgerated as a reacted nospeak
I’m aware of my inaccurate status updates
It encounters difficulty with hour tenants
Its king terrorist is in its apartness from the lawns
that are lawns for lawn being
How terrorizing to be the naive small flame’s other
At that it has testimony of earth erections
leaning left to right through hurried segments
How rabid to stare into multiple densities
and never distinguish their deer and moose
Individually around for only one quarter note
but how rabid when the blindness gives up
their striving mirror mannerisms
Ear eating a near mute cuatro
where there is an abecedarian hold
exposing the true wardrobe of all
It finally threw the worm at the giant’s eye
Identify the element’s robust bread
It hates being seasonal
WayWay moreDisregard it
(could a sun’s chapter be a moon’s station)
Damn itself for holding such cold wars in its mouths
It’s embarassed about being a fur ground
an algae, spending souls in tree communes
to an irrelevant ornament on them
being so people watched
bear an abecedarian deliverance
eternally mistaken, eternally temporary
Severed noble uniform’s wing
leaping greatly - welkin to mineral pool
recalling the stared at hauntscapes
What a dreadful lack of psalm vision
but also as common as broken glass
Two zephyrs, who monolith no more
stand over a dead stone farm as this
As introducing small flames
and earth erections lean left to right
in hurried segments
terrorized by multiplied life
That beginning slithering around
Embarrassed to unsee the burnt forest
A Question
What the damnation
they contain decapitated song
Look at our hands
after a stressful day at suicide
cover them with a glove-not
for they suffocate in a positive
Should we front each of the anothers
before a fault screen
Be anchor to an athlete suspended
over dry crowd rotts emitted
from a block of absorbed night heats
Listen to the spokesman of not
when breaking into the illumine
and bending archaic chaos beds
An unpresentable blunt house
Wait There
that refuses to blister a well known leak
Would an obelisk fail to cram
itself into walls counting swallowed seconds
or suffer a thought away from context
to uncover a death growl heard
throughout hail sleep rounds
A thrust cloud fevers a town of spasms
making a severe dawn scream proudly
“I’M NOT HERE ! I’M NOT THERE !”
Sign the song along if it requests
It’s common to be unimportant
I drop a water onto that neck remark
Upholstered lamp, don’t let this colony
be shaded when it covets truthful radiation
That monastery of failed states will not go
into a night
My Last Confession
Attend miracles propelling
Afternoons form out of a whistled clarion
that takes an elevator down from
a precipitation rester
The grass doesn’t grow in skies
until a head is met
with a weather accumulator
into a sun yard for the first time
Many waves brighten the suspect
of the world murder called affection
and it’s hairs they sort of scintillate
Threats coexist
It’s great to take a bite of air
welcoming the stuttered door left open
Hear multiple violins cringe
melodies in stoic flowerpots
be interested in the opinion’s atom
(doubt ripper)
I see that insomnia regularly
to ask it for forgiveness
“Forgive me, Sigh
Forgive the uncouth grid appearance
Forgive my structures
A Spit To Event
Swell, aleph;
I meet in sleep the creation black
Dead and alive going through our company
as a gossip crowd occupies
two frozen river reflections
Right flags induced by far claps exaggerated
Swell, aleph; fountain
Amen. A whatever needs immobility
A what ever redeems our company
Swell, aleph; fountain
A breed of relevant lament
Fountain, company
Scan musically
An individual may be a mule up close
supporting itself on a cracked globe
or a noble corpse dusted of it’s clothing
An evidence of paths to recall a zero town
in the burn of an arm’s ending hill
Recall that arm’s ending
Recall the angle the cloth the evidence
Rewind to a zone with many mules
Rewind a sight so burnt
A vacuumed chest, my inactive opera
The mule escorts to the 24 hour mass
Altered spirits in my saint burials
leaking a seer as sun graffiti spills
tongueless through azure vehicles
Rewind to myriad object
In the regardless unknowable, the spook
sits up as an unvision lament
near an unfrequent station
Shape all these sounds as a disobediant
o belonging used to be
arrived at once , affectionate once
stayed frozen
Closed eye, gore ....... GORE!
a still a still no finish goodness
considering an end caused by stillness
Writing made weapon by a compelling lane
A fare choked out the automobile’s exhaust
and found a parking lot dark enough
to demise out of driving, still, spread hum
Out of this room, an outer room speech
Delay in homes, still
Information marching, made aware
and still , cursed
that platform advisor diminished
Belonged, our belonged belonged belonged
can’t be aware, only looked at backwards
o belongings,the o belongings
Singing a marriage through a casual encounter
Please waste all over a project
Is it a narration any more
our o belongings , o belongings
Do not understand anything
as a reality signature also lungs forth a prism
Wind with umbras, the apple defenestrated
An awful whole flares an apocrypha
An awful whole flares flares flares
But nos still chant “all it whole a FLARE”
But an upper quilt is bitter in a desert
O belongings, half all
Harmony resting toward a cycle
Swallow that cycle
24 hour mass prism projected
similar to a now broom , go to go
A plant demise in a tree’s arms
Is it black and white day time that moves you
up an octave, over some end to be forgotten
The most likely forgotten end where the entirety
usually breaks into a torture device
Pieced violations - A. predator , B. late energy
End seat. The end forgotten o belonging
Dream it. O an end face entanglement
O an end dividing chances
O an end’s narcoleptic comedian
agrees with a bored dark
agreeably all adopt its vacant symbol
all indicating a symbol’s demise
The demise of adios
Peering’s vacant end
Can we now fountain at o belongings
at conjoined earth sleeps
at dumb suns naturally
(cannibals in every mouth)
(zeros under each inhale)
storing years vandalized
This time the phone stays dead
I’m up to my zero with that tyranny tone
and am tempted to reach into the panther’s eye
to pull out a waitress that will show me the menu
of this alive restaurant
of this outdoor cat
stuttering a vague population
“what’s your address?”
to uncover an underground
Not to ever know connections visibly
Only imagine the vibrating fold
of numerous plantations in the all cup
A youthful ugly hums it’s own emergence
out of an “ugh” reproduced
Repeating on top of itself until it becomes
too painful to violently want
Learn an anchor onto impolite seas
The pose and flaunt of the waves
are initially at random
Lock the ocean costume to the upstairs claim
Tend the hurt fields by night to the upstairs sycamore
Can you wink at a sunlight
and introduce a curtain’s guest
to a slant
or tangent channel
I took a picture of it
then it died
I took a picture of it
then it died
I took a picture of it
then it died
around a cyclist
to help me foresee an eggshell
but enough about me
to offer at the blue burnt table
Do we want to hunt swamps
or lace ourselves to the mailbox
to the screen door to the lawn
the fruit basket the oleander
wwwwooowww the oleander woooowwwww
without first negotiating with the skeptic on a ladder
Nobody can prevent the woven wave
but a grunt is ascribed through illogic teeth
What’s the reason’s bread but a distrust
This is not a healthy relationship
I need a behavior to constipate my inner witchcraft
If my occult wrestles freely a glass of water
I bring the blessed house curse a shiver
and enjoy a night out with the crippled mannequin
The soul returns to it’s ventilator
The soul returns it’s propellor
Look At The Water,
Look At The Water
Isn’t it awkward
and a door leaps
receiving a brief banquet
I feel old
Migraines,
Wise fractures put a hold
on hunted laters
Is this longing?
you are allowed a say in the can’t
opening novas to us
that has something to say
I have nothing to say
I write down instructions or transcribe
but my mouths are sewn shut
the entire time
I insist the tendril loses shame
I invest in branches blackening in wetness
Are we as a whole
experiencing a panic attack?
but a discourse orbits around
the reversed feet depiction
but requires that I fall from the 100th floor
of the tower with no climb, only songful harm
Come, sweeper
a skull’s monastery
and welcome the hell whirl vortex
twice the temporada , twice the station
To mute the central river
and no longer know how to want
To introduce the definition to chaos
Pigeons Are Often Considered Rats With Wings...
For The Sung Hm
The Lonely Mountain Wreaking Peace
A Space For Quiet Mallets
The Harsh Tunnel That Is A Way Out Of The Coma
The Thirsty One By The Infant’s Ocean
A Goodbye’s Maximum Thread
Awkward Tune’s Rehearsal
Out Of The Emerging
How Decent Early Dark
Faltering The Noon And Developing Not
Yet The Mailbox Still Hasn’t Found What I’m Looking For
Function Gates Drugged And Reminded Not To
Information On However
Indeed That Lion Is Staying
Further Development, In Fact, A Music
PART III
Wait There
A Spit To Event
Look At The Water, Look At The Water
“The classic example of an emergent quality is water, most of whose remarkable characteristics are entirely unpredicted by those of its constituents, hydrogen and oxygen.”
- Andrew Joron
I think I’m fucked up
I think I’ve been fucked up all year
fasting from comments on the weather
and establishing friendships by
I woke up feeling rather eloquent
but I took a step out
and the moon that wasn’t available
kicked my heart in the nuts
and it all went
it didn’t make it to the bottom hill
it shattered middair
An experiment in
I’m only as fucked up as the next
tilting continent
with statistics and laws of gravity
all of it forgotten when the shopping mall
opens itself to an area
and all the lovelies walk in
wobbling their heads side to side
receipts flying out of their ears
Gather them
to usefor making paper geese
Go on, cerebellum
to the true fat of life
I’ll just sit here and gargle as the TV series
comes to an end
The empty stomach will have to be
dealt with
blaming it’s exhaust
bending to connect the battery charger
with aspirations as high as the skirt
when it’s worn by the sex beast
passing the aquarium
unattending the aquarium
scolding the aquarium
behind these huge windows
How annoyed in scenery
for the senility police
at the huge window’s aquarium
It’s time to make out
with the beast’s smooth hand
It’s time to tear off the contact lens
and place it on the tongue
of the photogenic structures
gas enact ozark
I go out wealthy into that wood knife
Sometimes the lonely whirlwind
The yells exchanged come down to
the garage where I’m relaxing
Sometimes, a pill mountain
It’s necessary
that doesn’t permit unexposure
If we ever
telling us
scratched by
Altered Vestibule
On the bricks I sat
and whistled to the right
Well, there it goes
Meshed into the mud
for that perfect high
where from moments indoors
into a treachorous lawn chair
posing so arrogant
breathing through the dog
Hello everybody
I mean
for crying out loud!
never commits to combing its
green sharp hair
Time to wear the beer belly
and play it a timpani
a ceremonial reason
robbing you of your maternity -
filling you like a tub with
fat layers
Time to make shit happen
as if
What If One Night, Immobile Wind Chimes Confessed
They may be inside
for a reason unknown
could be obvious oceans
he may be leaning closer to say
“These immobile wind chimes
doorbell. They are mobile at inverted wake-
fulness to alert the nervous systems attend-
ing, ‘I’ve come for that guatemalan coffee’.”
but that is when there is no coffee
only a throttle loving window
a baby cockroach
Leftover rain of no use
raises it’s voice to express
desperation - flocked out
dregs of time lost - accumulating this
morning, wet
the wood’s private library
As pigeons flock out of the train
I’m reminded
holding garbage
It’s a reminder of how
like water’s translations
I’m childlike and
out of stupid ecstasy
would find me
when her crawlspace 7-11’s to the public
letting all the neighbors know
she regretted ever having painted
the living room walls Teal
The color was so similar
to a baptism pool
went ahead and dove in
into the teal
shouldn’t somebody
call his mother
the phlegm some trivial grunts forth
meant to a missed datum
veiled by ignoring a surge
haul love, oh day
changes on no states
the we silent; the decor we entered is quite the sort
we marauders derange, resembling
machine, undo the loaded denouments and shout
terribly strangling men from remarks or shout
the singer can barely ill
for suave hollow blues
it views a poor amuletends a merged group
hell genius - raccoons all share a hideous genius
The Lonely Mountain Wreaking Peace
As a token of arousal
the cruel joke marked territory
Fuel from the throat’s deep throng
Dark energy drools - gagging tear, a bringer
The cause of great movers
counted in deleted archives
to achieve God yeses
Some want fast food
roller coastered through the moribund mundi
thorough as wetness in the trinity
as lonely tooth - by furnace
Other prolifics
paying appreciative arousal
cutting open their forearms
finding only reruns
finding only reruns
falling in love with the romantic comedy’s
soundtrack playing in the background
finding only reruns
finding only reruns
lovingly
Staying as, until
liquidgrandiose
eating out diamond kittens
A Space
to be so entwined with a hip of fragile
material, to be enveloped in a
status ignorable
It’s an inconvenience
when everyone invites you
record backwards to hear that baritone
laughter and feel the door suddenly slam
shut and halos suddenly shit themselves
Hold the phone
Yes, let me explain
So what, who cares?
Just take a coffee break for all eternity
You don’t drink coffee? Ok
Here’s an umbrella and some yellow rain boots
Go crazy
I don’t know, let’s go together, I guess
No I don’t feel like crowd surfing
I’d rather just walk around my beer can
and fall asleep in my boat
The Harsh Tunnel
Z z z z z z z z z
a a a a h h h h h
w o o o o o o w w
o o o o o o o o o o
b o o o o o o o o m
z o o o o o o o o m
m o o o o o o o o o
w o o o o o o o o f
t w e e e e e e e t
b o o o o o o o o o
m e e o o o o o o w
v r o o o o o o o m
b z z z z z z z z z
o m m m m m m m
g r r r r r r r r r r r
m m m m m m m m
w o o o o o o o o o o !
The ambulance is late
The ambulance is late
The nonchalance is great
teaches the wise kitten a favor
The witch, a ceguanaba
it's a pear becoming the severed head
of John The Baptist
We rode the bus and played a crossword puzzle
I mean we built a boat in each other's
blank eyes and rode it into eternity
playing sodoku
I mean reading a flat tire
I was going to take the hovering consideration
into a true maniac
chocolate covering melting like a mannequin in lava
Let's be honest
all we want
being healed of my eyesight
and blinded miraculously
who made an entrance parachuting from
a plane on it's way to a hysterical foreigner
Feed the afraid snow leopard
Feed it the massive hole
mysteriously appearing every hour
The awful scenery condemns
There is no 83 minute film to die to
nor an urge to gnat
nor an inspiration to nap
I write masturbators
I mean masterpieces
I'm dead
The nonchalant debate
The nonchalant estate
My baby lies to the ocean
as the brain is impaled and condensed
to fit into lightbulb
one paralyzed chant incoherent
mating as one of my baby approves
floating over the whole scene in a bubble
undisturbed by the body becoming wire
the thing becoming a writ to all of it
Now what to do but croak
bespeak the mute or spiral
a shriveled edge, trilingual
murmurs unattached hauntings
Now is the plateaux before us, child
Come float little baby
or a burnfelt droning
turning off the unlamp
wishing well the misfile
but was criticized by the other, in
Never once summoned as expected
only coming as whenever
It's normal to twitch under sleep clouds
Strain chords play on walls
like the beat can life you to sleep
if received incorrectly with thorned voice
grown abruptly through the cannot do
Over all, the shout was heard
They felt a sensation of suddenly
Likely to bounce all hardness into balance
and finely consider tools
commanding chairs to go
That race of breath
All protagonists unite
looking upward
Are there mankinds beyond song
to be sung
frostbitten during delivery
ice cubes in empty eye sockets
yearning sight so swim inciting
for adults squirming awkwardly
back into fetal positions
The insects begin to cover everyone
That is when I know to call a cab
and automate my memory chamber
so that every name I heard becomes a cucumber
every face becomes a very well found rug
The pit squanders around your inept soap
A mold grows around the bamboo
placed forward to comfort the what if of sun
but what if the sun
blocked the inkblot from carnage
Out Of The Emerging
your oiling feather
It, welcoming you
With its empty lot
Its empty lot below
Its empty lot nowhere
Its empty lot eating
ascending nada within
within that start
Adjacent the dreg
Ejected, flushed-
Thrashed, lard, coal
very untouched, quite unopened
Infamous plumber and violator
(belch) present now absent later
Blessed bluey planet allowing to be touched
by a pair of tennis shoes
Call me a patron of zephyrs
tall zephyr attend eternal pool
A bursted testimony of my own gasp
Which ruptures stinks hums sleeps
Tall zephyr tempest Brain in the sphere
Bird forecasts are nonexistent
One worships any forecast
Tall zephyr,
fresh seeming, wet with fuck
Just allow the come down
Just allow the forming mold
Mold, new carnal aspect, new mechanics
A dreg, adjacent
loosens and bloodies dreamy
An uttering flow causing a crazy hearing
of droning fowl
boiling in the not copy machine
and walking a dog
in which an aurora borealismother
is mistaken place, naked shoes
Spoils hatefully by a tree's shoe
One placement olympian would fall
to that temptation
appears in meditations
from known spoil
Disabled/ Blurred Animals
need of rotation
Whistling much more violently in the sewer
Homes seizured along with celebrity droning fowl
from nostalgia, hushed
Stained as well as folded
Turbulent elevations increasing
Our tides nude at welkins
varied
Now we go into our box, so soon
We the two wearing live beefy life
Growing as our necks talk
All accessories on the hand
I name you Tecun Uman
Lava veined fucker
The Quiche trustworthy
of a fine zephyr
a hideous clusterfuck of intoxicated thrash
tar bleeding from all
Torrents rotating drenched in wet fever
through powdered earthenware and seathings
We attend thy tsunami
following the overspent waterbody
PROTECT YOUR THOUGHT FAMILIES!
of our potluck
Adjacent the dreg
Onward oral architectures
Agreed forecasts to waterbodies and ancients
Agreed forecasts to the earthenbath
Froth as well as filth stay like smiling life
A mouth in my palm like smiling life
Union Of Channels
and pictures
the surge
reenacting itself
it’s laughter
and the epiphanies received are paychecks
anticipated anticlimax
diminish diminish diminish diminish
selling photographs in the cathedral
The home is an entrance into the bloat zone
A refridgerator cleaned by a donkey
shines grandiose for the rebellious cause
that smell of high waters
that spectacle of enveloped filth
How can the cold be ignorant of you
when you vulgar into it paying the fare
Curl sped whirlpools onto the bed
caused by that cool honed pillow
welcoming the no voice crossing the street
the home is a closed church enduring
the home is at the dentist’s funeral
And that sweater of yours?
Has it been good to your warmth
for the food of disconnecting?
Put the sleepcode in the tomorrow’s done
alone here over a coffee field
known as fixed
Even The Overflow Disagrees
Exploiting the darling notion
the tunnel has been
my museum’s fight
stampede all megastores
forgotten passwords
I wish we were all logged on
It may hurt but it is worth the becoming flat again
That’s the aim of all today arrows
Flatten the pride during the half time show
Rub one out before yoga
It hurts less tension into appearing
bringing the bubble’s pest to breaching
Look at how happy we all look
in the picture posted on Lilith’s wall
where we are posing in front of
the blue coffee mug
I believe in it
where we pose in front of
the dinosaur representing our thesis
we pose under the channel
we pose at the airport
we pose on the fm radio heat
really nothing to turn off
just Louise and her lover
don’t they just make you want to electrocute
the ghost remote
we have with the spirit knob
May we fork with the actual fuck
in prosperous cotton mouths
healing lepers in aisle 3
taming the mute with no success in aisle 3
“The store will be closing in 10 eternities”
tweeted the mountain
surveillance
in true effort of allowing the stern
announcer it’s amplifier
want not the amplifier
front
for a beach may arm out of the apparatus
causing an interlude in raining continuum
Pleasured at the grey background
as rotating eyeships raid the cotton sky
Monoliths of dry
but they don’t care
their paperweight idiom
transmits various instances
and their trees sigh the door noiselessly
and their yawn black, swollen, in apple gardens
and a man gathers outside himself
exchanging kites
as early settlers plague the mind
as eyes progress us
Can We Swallow
The Ingrown Needle
because it’s so true that a liar
cries into nervous glasses of water
symphony denied for safety
Why can’t nests mark whatever rain
Awe envelope opened
Contagious malady seducing
Awe envelope ripped open
when actually they are, not it is, but they are
That is the well where the fell found it’s calling
and bled broadcasts diverse
polluting blanks whenever
whenever an exorcist decides braille
How Decent,
Early Dark
to be included
break out of need
whether there’s a boat or not
the song about a mad fold
in the burning millenium fold
the batch of rodent dystopia
battling a hardened rain fall
miserable death of thick beats
they pulsate not again
why , clod?why?
There should be an anteater waiting
at the foot's stairwell
Blood if you must
at constant glorias glorias
Let the shellfish come
Let yourself bathe in them
That's going to hurt
You'll be okay, gloria
It must happen that you work during sleep
If not, the horizon a light missile
will not digest you
gondolier in the convention of lamps
take the earplugs melting and drink
experience the crosswalk, dammit
Dank vortex crippled by guerrilla walks
Fevered world of light sharpening thorns
over chess with the furniture
Perhaps an unjust rapport
Abnormal roof eats laughs
for the country sayer
with the middle of the grotesque friend
beautifully saying amen too often
Those who can't cower call us tombs
The city of embracing racists inherent
with a tone deafness starting
stupid tomorrow littered mythologies
Be quiet, goodbye citizens
Will you drop your feathers and grow
Will you make a living out of the glove
An Offended Table
Grunts A Path
tides
pillar of salt
blank sonic understandings
of uncloud magnet preachings
I've never seen a sun
I never got to say goodbye
Why should I
establishing a suspicious clout
A train arriving welcomes an I into an ant
The unapologetic womb reader
prepares the homely guest
then explain the sensation errata
in similar houseboat
disassembled in the high terrain
An unmanageable account is opened
where maximum search histories
factories of agelessness
without first experiencing the vanishing point
deletingly, aspired quick mover
the screen to fired immobility
heal the tepid tour provokers
back into great field gathered discernment
an annual animal melts out, unprepared
This must be the forest
2
has reincarnated into a strip mall of giraffes
burning out of the picture
Today will be another one
Announced in the microphone's grip
on the one holding hostage the mass
of listeners, gyrated by impatient growth
They hear the new day love them
and guess proportions over decades
It isn't if you're able
The hole of my friendship
with you can make the most important dollar
appear radically upon us all, the address
String theory in my opinion
is code for a solo house in satirical pictures
Like the one where it's wired shut
as everyone else sleeps in the hd bedroom
confiscating the new version of this tomorrow
Zone the rat and we will see the good news
Spoon the whole and we will come to the community
Why can't traffic be like the voice over the odd timing
Books go violently to get good news
yet another way of life forces itself into the paranormal rat
Good luck tonight
what the whole thing is
Can't you see we are all often permitted
but that the most common bed
is nothing more than a good thing
Who Are You
enough to get extinct
as followers oft become
demanding small-scale panthers
commit to getting you out of the unnamed lake
where drowning crowns believed to be near
guiding dossiers through mandible trying times
The trough is not so bad when accompanied by
a conspiracy theory
and return the rerunning negative
fully but with less validation
zooming politely
how much more uncomfortable can it be
The face is largely due to the place where
people have zero comatose and lack heads
Somatic home around
Havoc without without
However the place begins in a voluminous
door of odors
hurts like the coins cutting the rich dirt tower
no helmet
no pregnancy
Goodbye Now
at the stop
for the first half of this agreement
To remain in fact
should we maybe update
ourselves before summoning quotes
God forbid
God foreshadow
God fortunately
Zen Cart System
Yesterday was prescribed
Forget about that question from the hungry tunnel
The syndrom is unbelievable
The mailbox is unacceptable
But aren’t all stages of our pregnancy
subliminal Janes to be swept feet fleetingly
landing in presidential arms dangling loosely left of technology
right lean manufactured by balancing yoga
balls instead of basketballs instead of crystal
balls instead of idol balls idle balls eye the
balls balanced on the far right lean of the
condition that is a subliminal Jane train
The syndrom too insane to perform
Suicided by large quantities of lacking
When will an omniscience be as ever before doubted
for us to remaster the Rembrandt gore
How lymphatic the afternoon breeze
Business of anxious geese, Fields of frozen unhealths
Jester-flammable courts haven’t the
slightest slogan to lean against and mull
Mannequin power is irresistible, kid
Don’t contact the author unless it’s unleashed
Otherwise leave it at it’s zoo quality
Let it rot in sunsetting ferns
Let the pus throughout it’s europe deal
enjoy candlelit cancellations
Don’t be so absorbed Don’t be so absurd
Hey ma
and into this poem about a string of tonights
God accordingly into your passport anguish
Cry in tribute for a good medication well lived
Pour another example into the cupped perversion
A thank you of nada A nation of drugstores
A box of traffic A boasting of course
Love The Computer
causes shivers posed by a gourd of information
Former worlds would provide home delusions
but my updated delivery man is out of control
powered by a group of anxieties
left to dry but recently discovered
by a folded horror
Mere logs roll in your beauties
ruled by a praying mantis
living near your dead designs
up in singular posits yet to be updated
Sounder than a lion cancer emanated
Felt and now problematic
nor does it welcome any plethora
Why do you still attempt to jitter your opinion
into realms of becoming purgatory
Shut your sound familiar
Joke's on you, speaker
hatred being taken singingly
into trauma for a solo kaput to commemorate
a birthday moment such as this bursting acne
of trains behaving badly damaged
on the carpeted escalation
Bright futures crowning their fists bleeding
Just sentences marching the incorrect apology
Now living behind themselves
in a molecular weight
as to where that power outage took place
Never against a wealth of walls
I fell over the sea timing recited
to the swarm of anxious preparations
The metronome meanwhile demonstrates
as predator as previous presidents of mistaken zones
mistaken stations
of anxious moon abouts thickening blots
This stricken share buried favored flag wrinkles
above all good feelings of walls
The blunder during world
almost burning a crusade
total gear destroyers
sorry fault abominators
dorothy downward negators
summed apostle designers
happy goliath enders
Yet The Mailbox Still Hasn't Found What I'm Looking For
I avoid being everywhere
like the plague mass
in a house running down
sucked curved water paints
or liquor store here all you can
delightful shanti. spiteful sangre
Jot down the stairs
Snore away the hat
What mind of hellwater is this not
I demand a love of exploration
to crush out of the cut box
& diment
This cultural heritage site
in the form of an underdeveloped nation
of correct notions
When people can post free adverts
indeed beneath a small dread seen
The problem is not available on request
but there around a lot
last ears hellbound featuring good luck
Yeah I know
Get a free society to hear some of the rat
within each of the locust bores prone to catching the bug nest
and we'll see who's been recording the ozark strategy
convulsing in throats
under pseudo lands deteriorating
Lost sheet be administered
by the default hurry
Lemon reminders in the sudden eden mouth
Besides being open it closes whenever
It is recommended that you sail politely
out of the paper bag
and into the sea that globes freely
and into the ocean that comets unscrupulous
and into the pool that encircles nightly
Information
here in a noise
Upstairs is staying on top of my scenario
for it parties like it's 300 AD
Yet so inspiring the rebutted roach
reaches for a soledad operating under
"pardon me" beliefs
one by one until an omega emits potency
enough to drug poor groups of bears
into salvation
into salvation
take a plague for a day
change names
carry the throngs of anxiety picnics
into a wedding waiting to be weeds
I am obviously not that lion you expected
Well think lightly and fly around an idea
Must be assigned a tower to denounce
by collision resulting in a flu inspired
a blue impaired to my astonishment
a plane composing itself
a yet darker exposing itself in public
Get The Here
Out Of Me
Beyond the address
Once we were able to give thanks
a new tempest came to shake our hands
introducing itself kiddingly saint
Don't you think we enjoy surprising
Wow look forward to this war show spectrum
Wow plan on attending the master bedroom
Wow rear a need to indulge public suicides
there is a cover for admission
Come unprepared with a sad gesture
Unless you unleash this number
that haunted the true reversal
and tempted many christs
in varieties of desertscape
for the new version from this tomorrow
halfway through the new comment
We can't concentrate on others
Written in throats the lines sweep bores
and interact the difference
a not available bold
into the goatscape, grayscale
loving loving loving
Forget the needed discharge
where the drug administration harvests prayers prayers prayers
I insist upon the altar
Indeed
Please contact the author of an anxious lately
Please play the new version of the birthplace
Please note that the wedding favors cannibals
Please plant that ficus in my opinions
A difference hovers beneath groans
filtered sinfully by numerous gowns
that disobey urges
even after the zombie inclusion?
Why are we still blue laughs
even after the kin end?
It's not that we don't know months
It's just that we wed in many instances
Why else would the station familiar
be held hostage in hell blots?
There's another question to oblivious
You're welcome, piss urge
and bring them to mama figure for ogre crests
That is the meaning of life, of course
The train mans a hypnosis school
Praise him
Praise him
Go ahead, yesterdays
in this throat commune
to yell a house into nemesis
The arrow is about to hit the keyhole
What will you do if it opens a network hell
a web of an edible poured lady
well flower of an eventide eventual
Last answer to contemplate
Last question to masturbate
Yelling at kill markets
Uniting problems of various fonts
Forget about tonight's episode
It’s already written so why bother with a material forge to stain the anima
Let me get in that node
Let me connect that web of jitters
to the universe's spider
Don't be developed yet
and to daughter into love
because a father in you leapt
from maternity to arachnaphobia
from maternity to ornithology
yearn yearn yearn again
overlapping kills
Let me witness that wedding
Please note this tomorrow near you
Please tell me super similarities
Please kill it and birth it in unison
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crawling on through a welkin rug
ministering my other one to convert
and its twin to be patient
It’ll gong around alone in tree communes
as unresponsive ornaments on them
are people watched
seducing a hopefully found
Individual nogods haven’t understood
an upper geometry inserting a high frequency
called to mosh induce the swimmers
Using a quiet storm
since it doesn’t call itself a fur ground
nor does it refer to itself as algae
Embarassed
disseminating , small small , downward
Unlikable truths
Way
Would a sun’s chapter be a moon’s station
Embarassing to unbe a noble uniform’s wing
leaping greatly, scrape and scrape, welkin
Don’t we recall the nobody god
staring at hauntscapes
leaping greatly the stretched carpets
Recalling a nobody god staring at hauntscapes
Two zephyrs. who monolith any more
as workers in stone reservation farms of dead, dead, dead
How embarassing an anti-epic
weeping it’s way, functioning its strains
It struggles with many hour tenants
A neighborly full enigma puzzles towards it
I think I offend its hunger understood
May it actually appear as a horrid swell
followed by the cold war it ear eats
of humiliation for having no use
for any walkers petty enough
Its honest terror is its own gesture
disapproved in critter manner
unlike those breeze inhalors
disenfranchised from the critters
unlike those web weavers
disobedient to the slither matter
The slither matter squirms Os into tabula rasa
chatting up a Hurricane Hades
“Body home, please say the location
of Christs in your company”, expressed the welkin rug
slither matter at dirt rug, ocean rug
also, the rug, terrorizing those gone with Pancho
could’ve been refridgerated as a reacted nospeak
I’m aware of my inaccurate status updates
It encounters difficulty with hour tenants
Its king terrorist is in its apartness from the lawns
that are lawns for lawn being
How terrorizing to be the naive small flame’s other
At that it has testimony of earth erections
leaning left to right through hurried segments
How rabid to stare into multiple densities
and never distinguish their deer and moose
Individually around for only one quarter note
but how rabid when the blindness gives up
their striving mirror mannerisms
Ear eating a near mute cuatro
where there is an abecedarian hold
exposing the true wardrobe of all
It finally threw the worm at the giant’s eye
Identify the element’s robust bread
It hates being seasonal
WayWay moreDisregard it
(could a sun’s chapter be a moon’s station)
Damn itself for holding such cold wars in its mouths
It’s embarassed about being a fur ground
an algae, spending souls in tree communes
to an irrelevant ornament on them
being so people watched
bear an abecedarian deliverance
eternally mistaken, eternally temporary
Severed noble uniform’s wing
leaping greatly - welkin to mineral pool
recalling the stared at hauntscapes
What a dreadful lack of psalm vision
but also as common as broken glass
Two zephyrs, who monolith no more
stand over a dead stone farm as this
As introducing small flames
and earth erections lean left to right
in hurried segments
terrorized by multiplied life
That beginning slithering around
Embarrassed to unsee the burnt forest
A Question
What the damnation
they contain decapitated song
Look at our hands
after a stressful day at suicide
cover them with a glove-not
for they suffocate in a positive
Should we front each of the anothers
before a fault screen
Be anchor to an athlete suspended
over dry crowd rotts emitted
from a block of absorbed night heats
Listen to the spokesman of not
when breaking into the illumine
and bending archaic chaos beds
An unpresentable blunt house
Wait There
that refuses to blister a well known leak
Would an obelisk fail to cram
itself into walls counting swallowed seconds
or suffer a thought away from context
to uncover a death growl heard
throughout hail sleep rounds
A thrust cloud fevers a town of spasms
making a severe dawn scream proudly
“I’M NOT HERE ! I’M NOT THERE !”
Sign the song along if it requests
It’s common to be unimportant
I drop a water onto that neck remark
Upholstered lamp, don’t let this colony
be shaded when it covets truthful radiation
That monastery of failed states will not go
into a night
My Last Confession
Attend miracles propelling
Afternoons form out of a whistled clarion
that takes an elevator down from
a precipitation rester
The grass doesn’t grow in skies
until a head is met
with a weather accumulator
into a sun yard for the first time
Many waves brighten the suspect
of the world murder called affection
and it’s hairs they sort of scintillate
Threats coexist
It’s great to take a bite of air
welcoming the stuttered door left open
Hear multiple violins cringe
melodies in stoic flowerpots
be interested in the opinion’s atom
(doubt ripper)
I see that insomnia regularly
to ask it for forgiveness
“Forgive me, Sigh
Forgive the uncouth grid appearance
Forgive my structures
A Spit To Event
Swell, aleph;
I meet in sleep the creation black
Dead and alive going through our company
as a gossip crowd occupies
two frozen river reflections
Right flags induced by far claps exaggerated
Swell, aleph; fountain
Amen. A whatever needs immobility
A what ever redeems our company
Swell, aleph; fountain
A breed of relevant lament
Fountain, company
Scan musically
An individual may be a mule up close
supporting itself on a cracked globe
or a noble corpse dusted of it’s clothing
An evidence of paths to recall a zero town
in the burn of an arm’s ending hill
Recall that arm’s ending
Recall the angle the cloth the evidence
Rewind to a zone with many mules
Rewind a sight so burnt
A vacuumed chest, my inactive opera
The mule escorts to the 24 hour mass
Altered spirits in my saint burials
leaking a seer as sun graffiti spills
tongueless through azure vehicles
Rewind to myriad object
In the regardless unknowable, the spook
sits up as an unvision lament
near an unfrequent station
Shape all these sounds as a disobediant
o belonging used to be
arrived at once , affectionate once
stayed frozen
Closed eye, gore ....... GORE!
a still a still no finish goodness
considering an end caused by stillness
Writing made weapon by a compelling lane
A fare choked out the automobile’s exhaust
and found a parking lot dark enough
to demise out of driving, still, spread hum
Out of this room, an outer room speech
Delay in homes, still
Information marching, made aware
and still , cursed
that platform advisor diminished
Belonged, our belonged belonged belonged
can’t be aware, only looked at backwards
o belongings,the o belongings
Singing a marriage through a casual encounter
Please waste all over a project
Is it a narration any more
our o belongings , o belongings
Do not understand anything
as a reality signature also lungs forth a prism
Wind with umbras, the apple defenestrated
An awful whole flares an apocrypha
An awful whole flares flares flares
But nos still chant “all it whole a FLARE”
But an upper quilt is bitter in a desert
O belongings, half all
Harmony resting toward a cycle
Swallow that cycle
24 hour mass prism projected
similar to a now broom , go to go
A plant demise in a tree’s arms
Is it black and white day time that moves you
up an octave, over some end to be forgotten
The most likely forgotten end where the entirety
usually breaks into a torture device
Pieced violations - A. predator , B. late energy
End seat. The end forgotten o belonging
Dream it. O an end face entanglement
O an end dividing chances
O an end’s narcoleptic comedian
agrees with a bored dark
agreeably all adopt its vacant symbol
all indicating a symbol’s demise
The demise of adios
Peering’s vacant end
Can we now fountain at o belongings
at conjoined earth sleeps
at dumb suns naturally
(cannibals in every mouth)
(zeros under each inhale)
storing years vandalized
This time the phone stays dead
I’m up to my zero with that tyranny tone
and am tempted to reach into the panther’s eye
to pull out a waitress that will show me the menu
of this alive restaurant
of this outdoor cat
stuttering a vague population
“what’s your address?”
to uncover an underground
Not to ever know connections visibly
Only imagine the vibrating fold
of numerous plantations in the all cup
A youthful ugly hums it’s own emergence
out of an “ugh” reproduced
Repeating on top of itself until it becomes
too painful to violently want
Learn an anchor onto impolite seas
The pose and flaunt of the waves
are initially at random
Lock the ocean costume to the upstairs claim
Tend the hurt fields by night to the upstairs sycamore
Can you wink at a sunlight
and introduce a curtain’s guest
to a slant
or tangent channel
I took a picture of it
then it died
I took a picture of it
then it died
I took a picture of it
then it died
around a cyclist
to help me foresee an eggshell
but enough about me
to offer at the blue burnt table
Do we want to hunt swamps
or lace ourselves to the mailbox
to the screen door to the lawn
the fruit basket the oleander
wwwwooowww the oleander woooowwwww
without first negotiating with the skeptic on a ladder
Nobody can prevent the woven wave
but a grunt is ascribed through illogic teeth
What’s the reason’s bread but a distrust
This is not a healthy relationship
I need a behavior to constipate my inner witchcraft
If my occult wrestles freely a glass of water
I bring the blessed house curse a shiver
and enjoy a night out with the crippled mannequin
The soul returns to it’s ventilator
The soul returns it’s propellor
Look At The Water,
Look At The Water
Isn’t it awkward
and a door leaps
receiving a brief banquet
I feel old
Migraines,
Wise fractures put a hold
on hunted laters
Is this longing?
you are allowed a say in the can’t
opening novas to us
that has something to say
I have nothing to say
I write down instructions or transcribe
but my mouths are sewn shut
the entire time
I insist the tendril loses shame
I invest in branches blackening in wetness
Are we as a whole
experiencing a panic attack?
but a discourse orbits around
the reversed feet depiction
but requires that I fall from the 100th floor
of the tower with no climb, only songful harm
Come, sweeper
a skull’s monastery
and welcome the hell whirl vortex
twice the temporada , twice the station
To mute the central river
and no longer know how to want
To introduce the definition to chaos