a small handful of thunder/ that was him/ taking the middle out/ holding it in his hands/ living in Hollywood/ being a prostitute for the man/ the industry of deception/ cellophane, plywood, and glue/ he makes himself bigger/ checks on his progress every day/ the bird in the mirror/ pecking at his reflection/ before he [...]
Twilight of the Apocalypse
embracing the tickler of despair
hear the bomb exploded
the gunfire response
an intricate dance of violence
remember the red cross Sundays
time tortures the mind
as we forget the like
peace a fairytale
warm beer in a burnt out house
searching for something useful
a can of fruit or piece of wire
some shells for my gun would [...]
you are a hippodrome seasoned
saccharin laced
midnight shouting
narcissist
full of deluded indifference
as you carefully maneuver
along the sidewalk
killing fireflies with both hands
clapping and more clapping
the yellow ooze
covers your hands
broken square
nuts
that no longer fit
your collection of bolts
rusty coffee can
left out in the rain
you smash them
with your hammer
silver head
with yellow handle
when you fall
it’s all thinking
and bruises
as the heroin
tickles your funny [...]
The Cultural Significance of Dead Whores
Posted on March 4th, 2010
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