DAWN POP

the clouds are torn paper

& the wind
a long & stale
bogarted exhale

setting all the pink roses a tremble

EYELID MOVIES, 3 FRAGPOPS

1.

wire-frame monsters
& greyscale faces
crowd the overfill
of night-closed eyes

2.

sandstorm orange  

&

translucent pink

like summer

in the womb

3.

it is a rioting haze

it is a 

pulsing 

rorschach 

demonstration

in throbbing overdrive

ITCHES AND TWITCHES - MONDAY POPS

1.

codeine itches
xanax twitches

constipated
invigorated

15 foot tall 
laying down



2. 

look at us

small pink giants
with
our
plastic handles

designed hallucinations
stuff 
our nights fearhole 
full

look at us

not nearly meek enough

to 
inherit

any
thing

any
more



3.

my fingers

they tear time
like its tissue

&
i
dont
think

i should have

done that

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