| Evil Nature (5) |
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The head finally wad(dl)es through As if written by “bird on a wing” billowing (as the scene dissolves into chaos) i brandish my tear & fling my head to the stammer of my time in space my ion in space lion / loin in space or that’s what (I like) to call … a high definition loincloth birds (threats) high resolution slipping (sipping) behind thoughts never stop potentially inconvenient misty aquarium will soon sink restless formless fill me with your (bombs) insomnia lynch revival must bear the responsibility (primarily) for we are entitled to . . . to actually translate them their entitlements & overconsumption of bombs or technical words toe-tapping dictatorships prematurely (ri)bald twice or once assisted suicide squirting confusion (chaos) a supposed murder supposed suicide supposed alleged plan wanting sugarless music that salvaged emotional salvage balm (bomb) so much adorable A/mer/i/can folk/lore (failure) all I can do is sit try to force my way out of this abyss/mess abysmal miss I rush to miss (missal / missile) I grow fat on hamburgers (don’t you see I) am trying (hard) not to wake you up or float In a river of bodies I say “that’s great”! (but think otherwise) quickly... … luckily she died I found their bones & kept them close . . . I’m the only one who lived Long enough to tell you It proved difficult To identify the bodies (as people near the center were instantly vaporized) this specifies my unconditional surrender (=the dawn of peace) To demystify (myself) sabotage (myself) in an airless asian city with No map surrounded by empty warehouses she a landscape I only a tree so much worthless ad/vice I think I have a pinched nerd running in the make-believe rainDown my righteous arm (so much) (time) (to kill ) "cut the blue sky into shards" to make a hollow racket cannot be tragic... |
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