FULLSTOP OF THE SLEEPLESS MOON

my heart beats fast

drumming 

drumming 

drumming

in the low yellow-warm of sun

~

i picture a handgrenade in there

pin long gone

i passed it

it tore me

& its rib-jammed spoon
is working itself looser
with 

the 
strange rumblings & anxious undulations
of
the worse case scenarios 

painted inside my blinks

~

my heart beats fast

vibrating 

vibrating 

vibrating

in the fullstop of the sleepless moon

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DREAMS & OTHER SKETCH POPS

he

dreamt

he

was

so poor

the only place to shit

was inside a fart

~

it

is

a

strange relief

to live with dread

when dread comes to town

hailing a ghetto cab
care home in its wake


~

he dreamt he

curled around

a hand grenade

&

burnt

his

inside bacon

crispy black

baked beans boiling
inside his brain pan


~


&
the things we made
they leave their stains

& 
the trees

welcoming & indifferent

well they die standing

passive aggressive 
with
an 
embarrassing multitude 
of 
essential uses

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