this camdersom
is not the end of him
in power turned exponent
furrowed by figures baby I know
all those bascule arrangements
split placards for squinting at
and foreheads I wrote your name on my heart on
whitepupiled breastpocket memochecked
single grey and blue wave of blood
ancestros!
how much is a quart
in rapture-white wire ounces
cash to ras-cash
flower-hearted wait a minute hairline
cash to ras-cash
the feral cats of what used to be the internet
oh hey a mity-lite vasculum
i swear i didn't know it was coming mom
Ksenia, Kirsten, Liu,
saying your names here together
is like spilling something gold
on you
every man is a hunted animal scalp
future
like well proclub somewhat
another sunday morning, another empty fishtrap
I'm a buddhist
I'm already dead