waves crashing on a shore
ears dissolving
reach far into a universe of sound
where we live by the sea
deep low base pulses slowly
underwater
one day the sun will swallow you
soon enough in ecstasy
now is our one time together
swim with me
Tag: 1993
warehousing them
dicktracy: when will you fix the faulty wiring
herniahernia: we might use some of the wiring to electrocute the roaches
dicktracy: the leaking pipes
herniahernia: they are imbedded in the concrete, as are the leaky gas pipes which poses slightly less danger
dicktracy: the rats come through the holes in the walls and ceilings
herniahernia: we are studying that, if convenient direct them out the broken windows
dicktracy: you could change the lightbulbs and keep the grounds clean
herniahernia: when we fix things they break, we’re saving money in hopes of destroying everything
dicktracy: it’s always cold in the winter
herniahernia: we’ve arranged to have milk delivered
dicktracy: can’t you just maintain working order, i don’t want to be in this war anymore
herniahernia: i won’t say there is nothing i can do
undercrowding
acetylsalicylic bricks
antihistamine mortar
suppressant lumber
symptomtreatmentatosis
blasts multiply
both hands on trident
while i was gone
a pretty oily heavy metal unquenchable cruise
lost from calypso
drink the high thunderheads
swallow the strafing carpeting shrapnel walls of rain
cast away churning deep
under speed of sound winds southeast northwest
struggle to surface
to skyscraper higher billowing strike
in awful gloom
scatter
radiumsmellslike
here in piano box selfmotoring in darkness
victim nazis in vicious dual intercourse voracious
dense light in still smoke breaking into salute worship
amnesia watermuck drips out our heads
burning saliva distends bullsroar
lovestrings oscillate on mountains undershore
future falls around us like rain.
motors tweet into lightyears journey
leaving us ever not living here
drummers in dreams after waking from sleep
melt into glowing fading tambourine
something said to be heard in the ocean
parts of one note in language not spoken
flows putrid serenity to inner ear breathing
paddlers into collapsing brainmuck throw rescueladders start dampmotors
then walk out onto crunching strings of numbers
hammering on one uncertain music
gloriously lost in a place to be alone
that nobody might find us