Open a hermetic editorial pen in your mouth outburst beverly hillbilly oil well it is getting Death
Clouds of mercurial quick liver worst singing sting liars cackling advice columns of jokes
When crops of ruddy recollection grow burgundy
infections within sin THEY are ripped smiling
in beige, black, or creamy ivory envy…
Gag rotten ruth sooth crooks and nannies straddling ghosts’ cocks crowing in the after-gloom
High alone some like a weak pitch to howl ivory gelid croon smoky gray luminations torn pant-
Legs in the journey’s water to acrylic yin and yang phallic dominion layer of iconic deference
......
I
cranial overture delirium denial remarks hues in a silhouette receding in clouds of narcosis surge illumination thrusting toward death blind orgasms of hate pictures devoid of form celluloid marksmanship motorcade waving white womanly gloves ejaculation angels volcanoes surreptitious sex change amphibious pose mushrooming mendacity miracles ivory grace smiles
II
death’s archangel rhymes Akashic verses discarded deeds a decapitated rooster bleeds coagulated brutality creaky dedication a brass statue salutes air is an instrument of breadth knots inside Celtic symbols pagan Christ fornicates under a moon’s dream portent irradiating idiosyncratic destiny rippling in a child’s scream caskets and corpses float atop a murky river
III
......
Stepping on
gravity waves,
I move through
the magnetic forest,
where the senses
become vibrations,
searching for
the golden umbilical cord
with silence
circling my mind
......
So begin
At the table start two
The world suspended dead and center
The wood slices it through
The table is open for me
and the table is open for you
I see you like
Wet clay hurling on a wheel
......
Bitter winter return of the bleeding dream supplies mountains licking knives as an abyss eats, talks, mashes, and burns crashing symbols.
Time sounds like a searing sky…
Her love’s tender disgrace multiplies lies by flies fucking in a window sill sculpted within nightmares reaping and repeating as Yaldaboath rapes Sofia a sunburst sky seizure drizzling fall
Slowly a butterfly flits in noon’s hyacinth cry…
Numb burrs in her saddle riding hard tonight rocking rolling in her shack til dawn screams light
......
Open a hermetic editorial pen in your mouth outburst beverly hillbilly oil well it is getting Death
Clouds of mercurial quick liver worst singing sting liars cackling advice columns of jokes
When crops of ruddy recollection grow burgundy
infections within sin THEY are ripped smiling
in beige, black, or creamy ivory envy…
Gag rotten ruth sooth crooks and nannies straddling ghosts’ cocks crowing in the after-gloom
High alone some like a weak pitch to howl ivory gelid croon smoky gray luminations torn pant-
Legs in the journey’s water to acrylic yin and yang phallic dominion layer of iconic deference
......
Bitter winter return of the bleeding dream supplies mountains licking knives as an abyss eats, talks, mashes, and burns crashing symbols.
Time sounds like a searing sky…
Her love’s tender disgrace multiplies lies by flies fucking in a window sill sculpted within nightmares reaping and repeating as Yaldaboath rapes Sofia a sunburst sky seizure drizzling fall
Slowly a butterfly flits in noon’s hyacinth cry…
Numb burrs in her saddle riding hard tonight rocking rolling in her shack til dawn screams light
......
I
cranial overture delirium denial remarks hues in a silhouette receding in clouds of narcosis surge illumination thrusting toward death blind orgasms of hate pictures devoid of form celluloid marksmanship motorcade waving white womanly gloves ejaculation angels volcanoes surreptitious sex change amphibious pose mushrooming mendacity miracles ivory grace smiles
II
death’s archangel rhymes Akashic verses discarded deeds a decapitated rooster bleeds coagulated brutality creaky dedication a brass statue salutes air is an instrument of breadth knots inside Celtic symbols pagan Christ fornicates under a moon’s dream portent irradiating idiosyncratic destiny rippling in a child’s scream caskets and corpses float atop a murky river
III
......
So begin
At the table start two
The world suspended dead and center
The wood slices it through
The table is open for me
and the table is open for you
I see you like
Wet clay hurling on a wheel
......
Stepping on
gravity waves,
I move through
the magnetic forest,
where the senses
become vibrations,
searching for
the golden umbilical cord
with silence
circling my mind
......