Wednesday, June 24, 2015

schlock and schlock again

all that it ever was A major bouncing like
me and uh you in a bouncy castle by a uh river
no minors no sevenths no augmented
nothing but front out gutloose oh fuck

all of it swirled in smerk

dried up now in petrie dishes
like dead squirrels
in rude postcards from the Front

both dead in the mud
not even not even

don't fool yourself

time is what we don't have

sit back anyway
you may as well die comfortable


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