an enormous
head cold
walked into
a protest
typewriter
typewriter
typewriter
with leaves of yellow
amber
positioned for a 64 Camaro
and
spell check
spell check
spell check
I dont eat no fried foods
no more
what with my triglycerides
n all
barking at the unison of
non standard stoppages
in farcical fashion
one must preserve the appearance
of allowing God
to kill
and people oh people
so dependable
we are a violent and stupid bunch
but so lovely and sweet!
night and dei
day and nigh
T
T is for time
stuck inside a BART train
a river of thoughts
flooding into action
behind the corridor
behind the white door
testing
the response
with alchemical aspirations
turning cocaine into sleep
behind the versions
of redheaded stepchildren
which are buying and selling our
future
the GREAT SNAKE has risen
with forked tongue
and a thousand smiles
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