tuckers-in-pants with single missed wavy cloth
sure fonted
generous exotic talks
spill and laugh-over and wrap
how is it these shakers play-on soft-headed phobics,?
made of what?
lazy gentles making rougher shapes of them,
loose, loose
loose jeans
sublte alt'd cowboys
with-those indie hair frauds,
secret those spurrs
and the trample-gangs won't come off
and show yous-yours
the two-fraud
loose loose jeans
runny speckled captures
can't be undated
and leave frontiers,front-- soft-captain
and the discovering to axe-handed ex-men.
you loose loose jeans
tiny-eyed blame cousin
microscopic dynamics in-for yous
what thimble technē
i pitty only hush sale and thought-givens
and if i might in sore such-lights
i'd pouch them
locked under the aches of a heel
and masquerade brightly over rivers of misuse!
-sp.
the hidden vase
beneath alls there and the babylonian sexed-pot
but joy
out from there
a truce and commons
a miserable chauvinist truce!
off-put the uncharmed face-cheek parody
and we will whatever dress
truer characters blacken the teeth
lets fuck-- you editor
leave your device
and we'll machine the buttery night
without myth
without spoil
without itself.
-sp.
girl
shit
Talk
talk.
girl
shit
Talk
talk.
høw goes flows for chocolate logics
and wafer intellection?
when internment shatters palate to brade the air and can'ts' the whisper-shame
the Idea needs glassy sweetful appearances
each petty convocation bounds with class shoe-gears
and horse hair brushes
the inky internment cannot fail attention
who is clapping?
remarkable foodies charm at oneanothers foot-stem
aand the bastard roots turn-up themselves to clothe origins in topmost dirt
O' deracinated youths
yous up-charmers
only from without-- do robes transfigure to late waste
and descalized bye-gones
and the gone-ing is its unbraiding
and chocolate logos(ics) to/for shit
lousy K<> nave (al)
sp
says
jeers for tuesday
its came
the lunch-lovely
came to me
pointing
and sharp dilenquents try me over ham
and late dry whisky
they chose me for my afters
scheming toodlers ploding footies and the knife of hand
i past them slight-easy
and shoot jeers at tuesday
this lazy something two-day three.
sp
standing ahead it seems the short drafts allow themselves to low leave and surest light after ten admonishions and bagel halves and to that they byebye selfs and the chubby treason last to as long the day and hate in apollianare demostrations and they parade their fictions with brass tune forks that haven't the chance to work because they cant and recant and sellbye hairs for them whom spoutspit water from halfsides the egohole they the founders of two pointed wits answer me the tinsel you tinsel justify yous self as sush selves and mores and lay and finish when is it it canmay finish these poor imp fictions fictionate until someone fallfail at the ugly failed manstate go from me and cancel back beer foam cheekears and cancel me i havent chances chanced chancyALEATORIC
the hands
and how manages the day?
when whip tongues and pointy commas come to rival these mingy shores and pier shins, i've tried to hold them sweet put-downs, and gum the lemon wedges with big tease and ordered eyes that left impressions home for broke, why the screams stuck in the throat, even false promise shine circles over rock candy, even the hot steam heavies the hand, but if i had sets-down (nomos) and the toughs watched foot in-front them then your brief that single brief you've had, i'd enjoin yours to mine and back, and leave those before set down with torn looks to secret.
*slow Poet
on the dole, we're,
me on rave, tirade cement-heads and sentiment
rave on me, one lunar-tic
a show-gun
a nordic fish,
sit the slouch on tragic shoulders
and waggle heartily at the stuff of chins
and shoes to match
and high wholes
hidden oh you hidden potted plant.
]splooewt[
when whip tongues and pointy commas come to rival these mingy shores and pier shins, i've tried to hold them sweet put-downs, and gum the lemon wedges with big tease and ordered eyes that left impressions home for broke, why the screams stuck in the throat, even false promise shine circles over rock candy, even the hot steam heavies the hand, but if i had sets-down (nomos) and the toughs watched foot in-front them then your brief that single brief you've had, i'd enjoin yours to mine and back, and leave those before set down with torn looks to secret.
*slow Poet
what funny grea-test op-por-tunity binds frill with shutters square and horse-race histrionics, the chatty capitains rump-fed and true brazen/ how is it to place shank over hills and vertebrae??/ even your shoes haven't the soles/ you take charity and call some vertebration/ if cutting what binds you calls it liberations then consider me despotic!/ and old-ways ward/ it paints me intervenient/ it labors shovel fills to the top of the mouth/ it things me in-res/ are you the matte or the organ? organ-is'ma/ the touch of short blank orgasm/ is this what organ-izes you that you should shovel forces/ or contain? what rope consecrates if not twos sacared heart? the time is little when lace can reserve me/ fortify me or for-get...
unfinished; SP contravention
finger hosiery match such little labels with petty grace, the junior anomy scoop left of the mash hate portals in the afternoon, the grub, delicate in their time, pause awe and hair lengths for they trick to come into palm and hold the try of silken sting and and and, these poor for-tune-ates sit near and puts breath on the necks, and harries gems of small likeness, piss portions who fickle fun in the shakes of wrists, don't share with me plebeian!shrink womean, face nimble makes you pleb, share only off yourtwilight!
(slow poet)
October 16th
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