my gulley brain
kitten disposal unit
frees prisoners
of the body aluminum
who continue to assassinate
omnipresent beds
could no employees of the pentagon
accept creepy weakness
including the divers
despite personal nihilists
panel snatch attic search
still unloads the bomb
but surface toilets
only attract assmonkies
get the pickaxe
for stainless codes
or top donkies
& protect yourself
from the comforting machine
tabled eyeliner
of daily monitoring
expresses deliverance
or at least eye sustenance
my hero extension
out here
there is
possible air
okay, vacuum
[i will wear thirty two shades of eyeliner & gentrify your avant garde poetry]
Saturday, September 30, 2006
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