7.25.2010

Casio Peppercorns



Third rate doses rubber knobs
Impromptu fudging's paper tails
A touch of high-end gutter spice
Might be enough to set the sails

Designation's bloated teeth
Have mediocre subtle sweets
Ramming down inside the throats
Of all the utter hopeless geese

So prick the tongue with claws of whores
Ungrateful fat as Caesar's beef
And unto you a glittered toxin
Spiked and noxious clutching leech

The day is withered to a nub
But clouds part inward on the ridge
With waxy bitches in the distance
Clawing for each cell so glib

I hear the sunset and smell the sky
Though salty it seems soft and tart
And as the garbage hangs on pigtails
Hope is starting to depart
And something rustles in the dark
No form is given to the mark
The tongue is coming out

Message in a Bottle Cap Molecule



Dear Var,

how's the weather inside the glow
I'm tied to a tether an inch from go
and the sun is rising with moon in tow
one from 3 tens with acid woe

how are the floaters and jugglers strings
I think your phone has lost it's ring
the shit heart plots with mine and slings
and nowhere do I see your things

perhaps my glasses broke inside
and turned my pupils inside out
for every stride I take toward glide
produces bullets in my snout

my treads are K up to itself
and getting deep as trenched in seas
would it help to steal and jibe
instead of giving measured please

where's the white inside the mouth
does every cube it come with thorns
am I so sullied here and now
upon this shit infested floor
that not one gaze is set aside
to sprinkle raindrops 'pon my door

ask and ye and do unto
is fine and dandy for the mass
but just between Akasha's pew
and tetra-polar immortal mass
is there some space between the clouds
or splitting twixt the atoms hoops
where oldest oph and ooze of od
can mince and exchange sane and truth

biscuits wits locution sits
with apas purslane and some wind
and flames of midgets sit on earthen
guts with purple rounding with
is not it mammoth yet so meek
and fundament in all its parts
what ask is it for might so much
to take one tooth from off the shark

sitting in a field of glass
amidst the lumps of minced up clays
no aloe could remove the burns
that re open with breath and bray
renaissance to distant lamps
and leper to the alum twin
the god seed in a crack-proof nut
who covets burgeon more than sin

so kindly as the rainclouds dot
to every pulse en bubble blue
half way tween the smoke and swallows
over plank and concrete screw
in a patch or grassy dovet
hole or stadia supreme
handle puteth if you will it
leak one micron of a beam
one grain stretch ed into ream
of simple strand eloquent mean
for instant second minute more
will grow and show unto the team

abnormal sentience

smells from an image
smells from a sound
smells from a thought
swirl all around

life is still stony
brain is still brown
full and still lonely
starving and round

penny in the till jar
green on the lens
black and white paper cuts
call me again

pain is a pendulum
love is a lie
take me away from here
don't let me die

questions and answers
don't meet on my street
like weddings and executioners
waiting to meet

the serpent is silent
my bombs are just breeze
I'm trying in cups
perhaps he wants leagues

what is the right answer
what is the right plead
what is the right word
or punctual piece

something is hinting
something is here
something is hidden
when will it appear?