i approach one hundred years
every breath aching deathfear
childhood voices roomshadows
uncompleted tasks waft and drip
raining pain with phantom.
I think of one gold banana on a mountain of green on pubbys truck
childlegs hoist and clamor
thrillingest fruit ever
ecstasy sweat satiate blood sweet oppression
sunsaliva oceanrainteeth fleshstomach
pubby screams testa di cavoli i flee
thieving
finally punished with burr in toe
pubbys evening silence.
or am I punished
or do millions die brutally
irrigare le banana
Month: June 2017
potash and fishmeal
mask wearers sweat in worsening cargo warehouse
taste feel smell hear see wealth
blowing to least resistance
brace lift carry turn choke
on fertilizer fantasy
your positive side
upsurging communal pride
culturepleasure possibilitinomicnomicnomic
neighborhood queued carousel
beer beef gently rhythmic sailing beasts
perfume finishing apple with roasted shell
auburn hair soft curling in electric fingers
ah move like that
youth hostility
in a drying swirling heating up wind
sow tender pale anemones in bands
mace spritzed
mourning lost should not have been
beating brow
blue painted steel after night sky
gravity focused
dull brown brick in pink light
sharing load
orange stripes
tertiary painting
last of white street light
stored electrons
fundamental simple
means dignity justice voice
modernist capital
wait about our own horizon for an early morning bus
heart and lungs laboring humid heat
slowly fading from outside
abyss center
swirl
forgotten to ourselves
day without
thou shalt not believe in
victory dollar
victory vote
winning love
detached voice
common enemy
single-sourced fact
warstrategem
labelism
natural state nationarchy
killing
clean this shit up
digging roots
metabolorderhotcerealfreshfruit
portable midday
bones bagged extraction
distraction
arrests incarceration
first waves gathering storm
concessionsjobs materielleopiomanicsomuchhorseshit
know the stalking patience
prey
slowly devour predator
salivablood love chewedorgan swalllowingpeace
understandingincising
free agnew confrontation
random bestial power coursing
bunches of quakers praying
so many reminders
cars careening
in the same cell suffering
most solitary sadnesses
tiny shards in strong wind
bodies along to get it wrong
if only a law is just life celebration