Combinatorials of aromatics
defenestrations of passings
can you smell them leaving
this pronage this patron age
descending from upending
I am arranged by mr chaos
He hangs out with mr coffee
Trip over me and fall down
onto infinite is dom to find

I'd like to capitalize
some words
I just don't know
which ones

then I'd like
to punctuate
some sentences
'at might appear

finally I'd like
some readers
to try swallow
all my angst

All of your solidities
are stubornities
stalagmites in your
cavernous skull
reaching out for
stalactites from stars
or imaginary skulls
similarly solidified
tell me I've hardened
tell me I've solidified
thinking your accreting
when you're flowing
and darkened pixels
cavorting as words

Fragments of art
float just outside
the reach
of my furious
snapping claws

Picture art
dressed in letters
harrumphing
at my noisy
axial scrabbling

I'm laughing at what
I almost said
out loud

I have exited my head
to, admittedly, another part
of my head, a better one
this time and here
is why

Or is this a poem
that talks to you
on its own
about how it's
written
and that
alone