screamer

yeh wob ley gudda man say

scat like the world is never going to end

and your vcr only

rewinds

trapped beast with short legs

is the white moderate

hedonist personified or simply 

a fever dream of bernard shaw

keep warm in different orbits i trust

that you've evolved from your anthropo

centric past

yes the crown was mine

but carbon date that fucking

cement before you criticize

because in that moment I deserved the the throne

building's in mud now

driver at the well would have wanted this

so i hotwire you out of my life

MY SENTIENCE IS RHYTHMIC 

on offbeats i scold whatever indulgence

i've suffered

because it is suffering to be anything but youth

nobody notices the grace notes

tick tack

conductor's baton is predator

beyonce uggs jelly beans

i'll take the one with caked on concealer
it isn't demeaning for a moth to claim a streetlight
i know a lot about jagoffs, you'll see, i
surround myself with stupored sprits
do you see how small i am in the backseat of ptak's car?
to this water bottle: take off your mask
does The People's Court take suggestions?

ibuproof

vin scully is concerned for my well being
how much do you know about me?
do you hear? there are black triangles
in the corner of my eyes and i hear the low drone
of intergalactic war horns twice a week
it's about to go to shit
norvis jr said: shout out immortal beings!
but i pay lip service to no man
this is the foxhole in which i choose to live out
my pious life
my bachelor pad in a dusty fold of the universe, in
before the great vastness envelops and starts anew
if i sought refuge from my determinism i would look to you, sunset

corn field mud heel

i am at the end of a sword that bores through the whole universe, you found me
sharing a knowing look with a nearby train
for once this all makes sense! what of the empty canisters
and the collaterally pigmented digits
i waited until i no longer believed it to put it in writing
nonetheless, i hope you were satisfied by detroit
another false origin story -- but now!
now i've achieved the sublime! we don't have to go back to the way things were
the clear and
present danger was the key
or my key. i skirted an ending that boasted of finality
and all for a promise that i made to you
wordlessly, needlessly, earnestly

S/S Adon

i was wrong about florian thauvin -- who's the mole?

they'd let you eat dinner with a bloody nose

this table isn't exclusive

nor is it of any inherent value

as they say in london, c'est la vie

you can sit with us but we hadn't planned on staying

because when the sun goes down we rot a little

and eventually everything becomes more abstract

we learn to throw a baseball about 50 different times

can you put it by the noble slugger?

this ratfuck catcher wants me to throw a change

and i only throw those to lefties and pretty girls

regardless, they always hit em out of the park 

there's a difference between platoons and just being a shitty pitcher

and there's also phil coke

you can inhabit anything you're born into

so long as you keep your face clean and 

don't fail your classes

where do i stand now

norvis^2

i still have my youth

do i not still have my youth

maturity is a pyrrhic prize

Ithaca

you dispossess me of my volition at times
we have non consecutive time codes so that
unwary travelers aren't driven mad by the constant ringing
of church bells in midwestern towns
how much longer before we stop mentioning the sprawl altogether
are the limbs the first to go?
what do you think of the immoral pugilist, internet nerd?
now we draw joie de vivre from unusual places
it keeps us goin- ah! goodbye