Where the Will Meats
the Wall
the Weak Wither All
Realized by James Quentin Devine and Revelation 11:9
m.v.d. / a Scaled Alps production (a lost causality)
courtesy of Blue Hell (you rang?)
m.v.d. / a Scaled Alps production (a lost causality)
courtesy of Blue Hell (you rang?)
Supermax
They called him “Mini Mints” when he was younger.
Kyle McMenaman.
Called him “Sieg Kyle” now.
Shaved head and everything.
ADX Florence.
In there with some legends.
Malik 19X (Nineteen X’s) Otis.
Lalo Hernando Rubedo “Benny” Benegas Florencia y Quintanilla.
Wazir al-Mansur.
Sweat collecting in creases.
Whom the lord loveth he’s chasing.
Hollow and caustic.
Bred and circumcisions.
The scourge of my convictions.
Off-life indecision.
Candle snuffed.
(Out.)
Animal eyes.
Cordons and ties.
Tension in tendons.
Blue blazes and blind buys.
Delenda west.
Whether wise.
Dread not.
All that’s won dies.
As one does.
In our exhale of sighs.
WTWMTWTWWA
Where the will meats the wall the weak wither all.
“Son you’ve got a mind for the mines or the meatgrinder.”
Keep your eye on the sidewinder.
Coded haze.
Castrated.
(Kinda.)
Deflationary elation.
Running out of in-placeness.
Impatient, important.
Stand under banners.
Moaning:
“Mission Aborted.”
Thwarted all.
Seaside brawl.
Port of call.
Throwing parties and punches.
Spiky as cortisol.
Hardly a barb at all.
Just.
Some bush to extinguish.
Title to relinquish.
Irish confetti.
Breaking the English.
Irregular bearer.
Bug-bear carer.
Take me under.
You’re a longstanding error.
Candy in the mirror.
Worth of words without a hearer.
Cotton-mouthed heat sought by the searer.
A seer.
A doer.
Adored.
A door.
Adorned.
The scorn at the end of crowscares warworn.
In scarves of mourning.
In scarves of mourning.
New lusts.
Old glares.
Lower lairs.
Nethers’ pleasures.
Neptunian endeavors.
Venusian eau d’mer.
Audemartian.
Pigs flown clear.
Extracted terrestrials gone home.
Capital teeth.
Sneer.
Saturnine eaten.
Eleven-twelve.
Thirsten.
F O U R T E E N A G E R S K I L L E D
(A short life, captive and brief.)
(It’s just some stupid shit.)
(It doesn’t mean anything.)
(Don’t worry, baby.)
Gruesome nuisance.
The noose’ll tie up the loose ends.
A neck begetting a head.
Better off dead.
Unborn instead.
Baby-wadded.
Pillow-plead.
Barely plotted.
Tiresome tread.
A spine with a mind at the end of a long climb.
On a pike.
Innerrope.
Time and tine.
No and nope.
The worst of the bestiary.
Cumbered dumber in counting numbers.
Increasing hordes aboard.
Best to hoard the plunder.
Draggoon.
Soft chest and a harpoon.
Bleeding hearts’ boom.
Snare on the one kick on the two.
You’d lay low if you knew what was good for you.
And get lost if you knew who.
But you don’t, do you?
The guest slit’s full.
Elite cull.
Cattle cars and concentrated pulp.
Think about it.
(Go to sleep.)
To Grip a Stick
Hold the phone.
Now crush it in your hand.
Overlorded circuit splurgeon.
Glissando glass bends.
Zipper vergin.
Measure your dick and the universe extends.
Your reich exceeds the grasp of your glans.
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