An admission
I don't know
I'm a specifist
'bout your precipice
know the exact edge
and under your view
am  hedging
while leaning some way

Into now and I am only
hard by knowing
and not
so left wondering
as to what they are saying
unknowing of all
the pretending some way
while leaning necessarily

tHIS IS
i mUST sAY
sTUMbLING
cRUMbLING
aTTEMpTING
lOVE aTTEMpTING
lOVE aND nOT
eVEN eVEN
cLOSE cLOSE
lANDING uPsIDE
dOWN wRIGGLING
cAN yOU sEE
mE hELPLESS
sPINNING

The joining of forces
two cookies
and a glass of milk
An agglomeration
even now
talking on my tongue
saying things
meltingly  
coercing further
examination more
dissolution in service
of licking my chops
over and over until
all traces have been
successfully removed
except my vigilance

I'm caught up
in the shout of you
I'm strung up
by the sound of you
let go
I think
as electrics howl
some dark note
i slam against
pulling hard
on the string
don't I don't
know if that's
a note or a scream

I know
that I've been tricked
into loving you
I knew
that I'd been tricked
into loving you
There must be something
arising from nothing
In this universe
arising to sauced
and looking about
stirred into idunno
how is this gulping
sensation this sure
eyeballing tom a row
ann a column ahm
accell you lar nature
spilt and grinning
post bawling 'gainst
the usual death

where are my minions
i need to have some minions
if i had some minions
i would feel complete

you need some minions
you should have minions
lots and lots of minions
and you would feel complete

too

we all just need minions
more and more of these minions
these clever little minions
cuz with some Kevin we're complete

Do I know the day
is it important to me
to know
Have I arrived at
the solution
some resolution
of absence
in your favor
is this steering
or just veering
away one eye
closed hoping