o you street mammal you
of rigorous toy
and
of rigorous tit
you hitch velcro fastened pig skin
in wasted genius paws
you hang
a nylon strip neckwise
and pointing
d
o
w
n
to the shame mistake
and go out that way
an ordinary murder
l homme flavoured fodder
into
the
byzantine turnstiles
~
you meat tower you
uncured on
calf leather shoes
o you mammal you
streetside in another animals
repurposed hooves
to scuff along broadway
in the tease breeze of payday
you display such epic lack
flush with your guff
and
g o n e
with stuff
~
o you night mammal you
fermenting gallons
in
your
muffined gas bag
o you mammal
you flannel
you dishcloth
you tea towel and pocket watch
kept on the dresser
for the soldier who never
came
k
c
a
b
from the mud o mud o mud
of the trench o clock everydays
that a red flower will do
~
come out
you city monkey
you cutlery beast
it must be so thoroughly dark in there
you t h r
hide n o
your u w
n
turds
in the stone underground
come real size
come for lunch
stay for the weekend
naked
naked
like when you sleep
~
like when you sleep
plastic tags on the sideboard
and
blown of mind
blown of mind
o you mindless mammal you
you collapse and heave
in
brushed cotton-picked cotton
broadcasting
in the radius
with the si
i
i
ighs and snores
half calling unnames in the dark
of the timeout death
of the sleeping song
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