so gritty so nasty
such a mistake—to cringe in blood to die in leather, oh Jesus! to touch soul to
hear drums so pregnant with mania. a world bleeding so indistinct while a man
might crave crazy. too much for a psych too dear a mental page too gutted the
psychologist; so beige so gray while the city is a desert. to adore mother or
to hate mother while a man says, he has no issues!
those colors
so seated as emotionally dripping acid. the late nights the liquor or raw, pure
cocaine.
such fumes
as granny cried such an atypical schizophrenic.
so abused by
you so flippant with you to imagine purity when beaten my ass. as met a woman
so tripped-out to imagine color would baptize discrimination.
as
a fool running to hit a fence so much addicted to motion. to laugh, God, to die,
Mary, where Mechtilde was beauty upon raw ass science.
I
loved like a maniac it was hell in its reach where a white woman broke the
existential! so morose, Psych, so low today while tears swell; was it good was
it passion does it laugh in silence; such rare questions, while Love is a sage
a guru, at God’s Hand to kill me!
a
daughter at pains a man unchanged where something still behaves as a lie in
torque a crime blasted, for disappearance is a machine, so broken so bloody
where a bullet was pierced, or Love so crooked as unseen or beauty that
disrespects humanity.
it might take dying to
come back with little in consideration; but a vignette or an old sonnet at
pains to restudy your soul—the flame in guts those flowers variegated so
familiar it feels good.
the panic room as making raw fever
to die as a man would elixir—those pure berries as akin to suffering a woman
suffocated by politics. a new employee a raging manager while he hated your
very eyes; such a countenance such fury if but to splay by familiar ruins. so
punctured, Love, trying to escape, Love, where something in manic memory a gut
inside—those rare weeds those sea-monsters while a man wrestles a gila monster.
such cavity
chasing such animal baptism, where adoring your heart brought me to dear
deaths.
