out of the water
a breath like the first
something to be said
for such steam and heat

black makes it feel much better,
no one gets that
you don't want to pretend it away

when driving a strange road,
do you ever sense a curve you can't see
just before it?

how many times,
how long can this go on?
you made it so far,
so far
so far
so

when the milk spilled
it made a mark
like chrysanthemums
so i kept it in this place

what have you done now?
you are bleeding all over the place here
a beautiful shock

i'm a good secret to know...
not pristine
but unspoiled just the same,
like the best whore

given the choice
you give it back,
the failure of accountability
is yours

plastic spoons for afghanistan
for honey
bees
buzzing
strafing
killing
spoonful

don't get blood on the stairs
when you walk out of here, murderer,
we hope to climb them

where is that sound coming from?
it sounds like, wait,
is it raining or am i bleeding?

the sink yielded
the water flowed
the floor caught the weight,
i felt so much empathy

anxieties made the antagonist in peter pan,
and devoured you too

testing the day for rain,
looking up,
and the water on your face
tries to play coy

the coffee took you by surprise,
the cup failed you,
the saucer flew away;
begin...

it's not pessimistic
to know we're not the end all be all of humanity

tantamount to auto-genocide
but an exquisite corpse is the only hope

if you cannot fall into the abyss,
then you cannot say that you want to live

inside and made,
they killed rabbit suits and owls,
nearly like a dog that has rabies

hermaphrodite transhumans taking the place of fearmongers,
but not fast enough

liquid impulse electrical charge
take the place of my tongue and mind
and feed me

in a closed room,
hip to the mirror,
tortured just enough
to fail beautifully

plastic repulsion;
plastic obsession;
plastic unavoidable;
plastic death.

the blue blood in my veins
tells you who i am
you think i am your friend,
you are wrong

waiting for text messages,
courting by satellite,
fucking by phone,
living wants.

rapidity breeds a wordstring
steering strayly
like before the wreck of pollock

time pauses
and you fall forward
into her awkward hands
blissful
in the lateness

plastic sleep prevention;
plastic manners;
plastic play;
plastic leaders;
plastic death.

20 syllables

invention begs
like an open orifice
to be filled
with an assault;
oblige