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bended knees on a family of sitting rocks
and debate the virtue of bravery with Virgil
as autumn oaks look on with curiosity and
whisper to themselves rustling murmurs

“What about Jesus and eternal salvation and the tooth fairy and Bigfoot?” He bit into his apple and squirt juice all down his shirt. He cussed under his breath and tried to suck it off.

I long to intoxicate myself
in this import from Nazareth.

better to just toss it all to hell

words hang soft, shriveled

Melting earwax drools
down the tensed muscles in your neck.
Unbeknownst to your deaf ear
the erotically excited fly buzzes orgasms
as it licks the forsaken noise
secreted inside that go…

No one noticed my third piercing really stung me right in the eye of the beholder never seems to be a strong word, try to use it twice a day and call me in the morning of Armageddon brought a r…

I was, I used to be, thinking back my spine held me upright before but now my veins are disappearing with their lack of blood flow and my eyes have faded dimmer than ever before and I can use a…

when
school was out and we were out of our minds
with boredom and depression. Quick, slick,
wild nights scorched up sporadically to let us know
exactly how stoic the rest of it all really was.

I can tempt your fascination with tales of divinity and
ethereal music dripping from the sky like a spring shower,
washing the horizon white and leaving puddles for
the little ones of yester…

Bare breasted and unashamed
to run the corners of this race against
social acceptance.

A bearded man with dirt in his eyes stands,
leaning on a crude cardboard sign
because his lean arm…

I wonder what it looks like,
this forest that is too far in the distance
to distinguish the shape leaf or
number of trees. I wonder what the sun smells like
filtered through a sky full of …

Mama Earth birthed a bouncing baby boy,
And Father God named him Humanity.

Time sweats nervously as

32 cow-excrement-enhanced rocks,
self-appointed to guard any vomit
that manages to bolster enough insolence as to
declare itself worthy to spew itself onto an audience

When life sucks: spit on it.

I found a hole in the hole of the world

Is there nothing in this world

Dinner is done, I’m still hungry

as I wrap my arms behind you, coil my leg between yours,
and suck all words from your lips with a desire
beyond mere lust, but survival.