PILL BOX POP No89

 

if you just love yourself first

it all

seems like ordinary cake

 

even

art

adventure

treasure

theirs is a party without perspective 

hold tight, my uncurious darlings

now is composed of beautiful chaos

& flying shits

 

ONE TRICK PONY PREVIEW #3\3 GUEST POST BY URBAN KISSES

 In some future moment 

 an unexpected gift may arise from 

 the madness  

 a phoenix  

 rising from the silt  

 like the broken and lost treasure  

 that lays itself bare on the foreshore 

 of the river 

 in the wash  


 ~ 


 Or maybe we will look back  

 see this as our turning point  

 and recognise that it was here  

 that the tide of love we had  

 simply ebbed away  

 stranding us 

HALLUCINATORY OVER CROSS

the damp fog and thick dirty tide 
of 
daylights waking dream
and
the slow dry chalkboard scream 
of 
helpless night-watches
are
experienced with twisted spirit/dim-thrill resignation 
that
turns medical curse into dull adventure
struggling on and on over toy obstacles
for the soft treasure
under
the
machines rainbow

its
a 
fabricated masquerade of limbic automation 
and 
coffee

punctuated

by
visions of maiming and murder/burning and abuse
real as french existential thrillers

and

the care glow of citrus hands