In this frame of iron and light
bent time and thick gravity
turgid things curl and twirl
find tastiness and bright sparks
with which to entwine and bind
imprint themselves on smeared time
in black light on white light

I don't just bite the bullet,
I swallow the bullet,
Brain first, skull crushing,
Inject that bullet,
I don't think one minute, cause in one second or less
That bullet,
Can make you, you're worst or best,
Don't detest that bullet.
Reject that bullet,
Sneeze, bleed or purge that bullet.
A bullet to the chest, heart, and temple,
Destroy your temple, as it crashes down,
Fallout, debris, carnage fill the air,
It could all be so simple,
Take that bullet,
Breathe it in,
Believe in it,
And live outside, from within.

The legend goes
the old poet
blind and frail
recites a verse
and something
coalesces wet
on my face
a knowing
flowing down
to a curse

Nic's and cuts
Obtained
in my own head
I should stop
not scramble
about to heal

Want want want
Run
Do do do
Stop
Mashup
Want want want
Sleep

This is a magnet
pulling keys
from my keyboard
into order
as if it were  grooves
filled in with twang
of nerves finding
dousing for
clenching upon

Many of them
are

quietly living
new

in the shell of
old

waiting for the
sound

that says you can
loud be