Throne claimant.
Scrape the pavement.
Loss of life.
Late of payment.
Waltz with me into disorienting trance.
Trace my steps.
Clever lover.
In it never of it.
Hover over.
Godbodied erotic.
Arteriocaustic.
Strayed from task.
Slippage.
Fallish.
Format flashed.
Memory banking on maintained mask.
Dishwater drained.
Dried-down.
Dashed brain.
Prodded and packaged.
Disheveled mange.
Aloof wafting.
Exposed methods.
Cliffdiving.
Bluffing.
Decoded messages.
Planetary stasis.
Phase erasure.
All eyes on the axis.
โ
We will slow their advance by burning their bridges.
We will show our parents what's become of their kids.
Like,
RELAX OR YOU'LL
Upset the balance.
The cable snaps.
Collapses.
Add up the wages of syntaxes.
Massive.
Wobbling wheel of a precarious chariot.
Hollow thrill of a promiscuous tryst.
The sour note of promise's scope.
Given to violence and taken by the throat.
creak of a
Door swings open.
One of the more obviously fraudulent businessmen stinks to high hell in here.
Nothing's quite right.
Everything's a little off.
That's a shark's suit.
Zeroed attention spans.
Extractioneering and cowardice.
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit.
Bullshit bravado and bullshit rubedo and bullshit alfredo and
BULLSHIT FOR BREAKFAST
and
bullshit parade.
The blockade.
Constipated in a cock cage.
Shocked numb.
Confession of a bent barrel.
An overshot gun.
Bitten bland.
Kick-canned.
Beautiful mutants.
Bottle-blonde.
Traffic throttled.
Down to one.
Exalt the next model.
Worship the usurper, obsolescent plaything.
Look on the bright side โ
At least you're worth replacing.
You thought you were owed coherence.
But you couldn't buy that shit on clearance.
Best to run away.
Liquidation's imminent.
Stake-thrust and splinter-bent.
A copula fucking.
Dumb it down.
Buckle up.
Francis Ford Fuckula.
Crotch-rot ferrous hate.
Twist limbs upon the wheel of fate.
A Ferrari on fucking fire.
A Ferrari fully engulfed in flames.
A Ferrari being fucked to death by the devil.
The frame worked.
Cleverness over.
Deed-done.
End-over-end.
Sewn shun.
Pen rose.
Shine upon.
Lost allure.
Broken man and a working dog.
Everyone's at the end of their rope.
Justified text.
Posthumous costume.
Strike me dumb or down.
Shot through with lightning.
Electricity explaining itself.
Dull tones.
Void.
Windows on the whirl.
We blur together.
Blue in bliss.
Frock of feather.
Fancy words or plain English.
Unmadeup.
Undistinguished.
"The underdressed executive,"
she said,
(in Spanish)
they pretended
collectively.
Stand on your head.
Until your boobs pop out.
Or your dick falls out of your shorts.
Or whatever.
Look here.
Look it over.
It's in no particular order.
Disordered.
It's in disarray.
I'd say.
And I did.
Pray tell and prayer tales.
Spray and pray.
Pygmy male.
Head clipped.
Bleed for days.
Open throat.
Gushing praise.
Some percent surely could persuade.
There are always other ways.
Old hooded curse.
New prairie blaze.
He, high, wrote cliffs.
Charming carvings.
Etched in shit.
Wrote reams on the walls of the asylum.
Innerdreams cast out in the night.
Thieves in the dark.
Floodlights bright.
The car put in park.
Camera angle tight.
Live TV.
This is live TV.
Live TV.
This is live TV.
Electricity.
This is.
Being broadcast globally.
Real life in real time.
This is now.
It's happening.
What ought or should's of no matter here.
Misbegun nothingnesses.
Woeful and unwanted.
Awful and jaundiced.
Sick with sick.
Faces contorted to fucked wrecks.
Exoskeletal axles of insects.
Charioteer warriors.
Upset, summoning.
Swarming armies of molten hatred.
Mixed in a cauldron.
Pure.
Frothing.
Gathering forces of storm and ordinance.
Ink-sky blotting.
Black and cadaverous.
A chasm of thunder over us all.
An angry god.
Lightning in balls.
Floating in the corner of your childhood bedroom.
A tormenting alien force.
Psychic torture.
Beamed in from outer nowhere.
You'd forgotten.
But it was always there.
They abducted you from your birthplace.
During the war raids.
You were there, you remember.
I'm your friend, I'm your friend.
You've known me forever