flop about
our house
in my pants
shorn & diced
pint of coffee again-
rocket fuel
for
the
unusually damned
weeping
vegetable
tears
write a pome
about a dump
like
its
the
treaty of versailles
cusp of red skin
floats
floorwards
~
flop about the house
residue in the afterburn
soaked in vinegar
cooked in butter
wondering
at
the
wonder
i
have come too
soft & crisp
no regrets
not really
all roads lead to the sea
just hardfiled reincarnation plans
with
liver
dazu wheel of reincarnation from commons.wikimedia.org
