FRAGPOP DUMP

#113

madness is

that breeze
on your face

open bathroom window 2.30 AM

dissolution
coming out the grout


#109

pale organs
ride the day cart

to ebony dusk
& its ivory lights


#101

when you have finished
with your assumptions

let me tell you
i was once
almost
a real boy

OR BUBBLEGUM

but was a baby
like we all were

before 

being

s t r e t c h e d 

on

the 

rack of the world

like a dali clock

or bubblegum

& pumped full of filler

& cheap grout that stains

~

always 

wondering

what day 

today is

& 

how it was

that we used to know

THE LAST PISSER ON THE LEFT

our creations misbehave

&
destruction shouts for itself

hey function creep

wear my shackles !

we are grout crumbling

in the last pisser on the left

harmony somewhere 

in the 

middle muddle & margins ?

ask buddha / ask the animals

dont ask me -
im barefoot in the dirt
burning paper poems

i folded into hats
in another bland dusk

photo by mango-tango monkey-pyjamas